My Random Moods

Lonely

At times, I’m so moody and blue,

Also jealous and unforgiving too;

It may’ve nothing to do with you,

But what in life I’ve been through.

Sometimes, I’ll squirm and shriek,

If you dig into my wounded knee –

Purposely touch its scab unhealed;

So then don’t blame me for cruelty.

Occasionally I might sulk or weep,

When you’re happy and carefree;

If you’re not sensitive to my needs –

Walking over me in your spiked feet.

With time I will heal, dispel misery,

Cure my jittery heart permanently;

But till then I might act injudiciously,

So bear with my moods graciously.

 

Pensive              

       

    Destroyed By Time