I don't know what to call it.
I've never had a shortage of feelings.
Anger runs rapid in my brain, continues on until it hits a wall,
and gives up.
Sadness lurks behind every corner,
waiting to make an appearance in my day,
waiting to see what it can do to me.
Happiness attempts to be prevalent,
it shines its pretty face,
tries to fight of the others.
It's a whirlwind of feelings in my mind.
I'm sorry,
I can't help it,
I don't know what to say anymore.
There is no excuse,
but I was never taught how to fight off all the feelings.