I have way too many moods to list
today, however I can tell you exactly how I feel
The sun is out but my thoughts are cloudy
The sky is clear but I want to cry
The flowers are in a bloom but all I want to do is hide
the view from my window, looks perfect
A mirror of happiness and glee but all I want to do is break it and watch as all the pieces shatter and fall to my feet
Everything is so neat and tidy, I wanna change that
The plates and silver are out for display
I want to smash all the plates and watch as the all the forks and knives fly into the celling and stay there
That ugly ancestral flower vase is my face again
I think it should have been buried with my dead grandmother
The mean one ofcourse
But I will do no such thing because the peoples are coming!