I feel good
I’m smiling, dancing, singing.
Colors move around me in a cloud.
I’m sort of floating,
Moving with time.
I can’t feel the ground.

I’m angry.
I feel like screaming, fighting.
Energy flows by me.
Frustration infects my hands.
I’m swearing, yelling.
I can’t do anything.

I feel like crying.
Nothing good is coming.
Tears fill my eyes.
I’m in the mood to be alone,
Away from everybody.
I don’t want to bother anyone with myself.

I can’t seem to find myself.
I drift along.
I try to fit in.
“You’re not your usual self.”
When am I usual?

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