Joy was definitely the one controlling me;
I am always happy, as I should be.
But Anger could never come out of me,
For people would look at me as a villain in the story.
But am I really Joy’s bright light?
Isn’t Sadness the one who holds me tight?
Yet Fear hides beneath each smile’s gleam,
Dreading looks that pierce my dream.
Disgust churns quietly at the core,
Repelled by what I can’t ignore.
It shapes the moments I can’t abide,
Leaving traces I struggle to hide.
Embarrassment cloaks me in its veil,
As anxiety’s dismissed, seen as frail.
I envy those who stride with ease,
Unburdened by this inner freeze.
Oh, to be Ennui and shift the tide,
To reshape the world where I reside.
In this dance of emotions, I seek to find
A harmony that brings peace of mind.