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Good moods
Come and go
I’d love them to
Stay
But I have
No choice
In the matter
Bouncing around
Not sure of anything
Will I feel this
Same way
Tomorrow?
I no longer know
My own brain
Confuses
Confounds
Bewilders
Me so very much
I don’t even know
What I’m thinking
Any more
I long for stability
Something I used to
Think that I hated
I used to fear it
But now I desire it
I’ve grown up
From what I can tell
I no longer
Know my self