My emotions switch like the radio
change than repeat
Diversify like Long Beach
strangely unique
I smile and cry, laughing with tears
Like any given second, when I think of my fears
My emotions are in touch with every ounce of my soul
sometimes heated and dry, occasioanlly lucid and cool
They switch and maneuver like they know their direction
But I'm too often lost in a bowl of deception
I swear to never let them control my being
Yet my emotions are all that I own, I'm slowly seeing
Friday, October 1, 2010
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