My mood changes like the weather.
I can be wrecked by a single sentence, causing a smile to light up my features.
Other words send me into anxious spirals.
A hurricane of sadness waits just around the corner,
But it contains an eye of bliss.
A news weatherman couldn't predict my feelings.
A green screen could never map out my brain.
But please hold on, dear,
And make sure you carry an umbrella.
