My strange feelings;
you inspire me to write.
Invading my mind day and night.
I love the way you always change;
making me feel happiness,
anger,
and rage.
Let me compare you to November,
a month of dreariness and fog.
A month that seems so long.
A month that makes me lost in my thoughts.
A month where weather in unpredictable.
A month that seems like trouble and dull.
My strange feeling
and much like November.
Unpredictable,
strange,
troubled,
changed.