I have no control.
They can change so frequently.
I'm ferociously angry,
In mere moments I'm teary.
I can reach the highs of pure ecstasy
And then I come crashing down.
I wish when God created humans.
He provided a Manual
Or an on and off switch at least.
There are some days,
I don't want to 'feel' anything at all.
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Author:
The DFG (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Good write, unfortunately no manual but each mistake adds to our experience.
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