Mood Swing
9 September, 2001
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)


For no real reason I feel like crap
Life seems to suck and the world's all flat
I hate days like these when everything's lack
If my wordrobe co-ooperated I'd wear black

I'd like to join in but I just can't
So instead I figured I would just sit and Rant
Life now feels so imperfect, its a horrid fact
For no apparent reason my fist I could plant

But it will soon blow over like a grain of sand
And I'll be feeling better... won't that be grand
The cheerful me will be back upon command
Then maybe I can get on with my life like planned


Comments on this poem/writing:

Nichole ( -- Wednesday, February 26 2003, 04:22 pm

It's like me

I have felt like this many time in a month and sometimes freind don't understand why but this poem describes every part of how I feel on those day's.
I love the fact you poems reach in side and make me realize lifes true wonders
eddie suess ( -- Tuesday, September 16 2003, 03:46 am

i like it

it seems as though i have been in this kind of position many many times
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