There is a mood
That is not a mood
Are you confused
Let me conclude
Your unamused
Because the view of yourself is so skewed
Sometimes feeling your in cardiac arrest
From being used and abused
Your secluded and subdued
Because your never amused
With a certain lack of attitude
Your always stressed and never rest
Your mind and soul feel bruised
From always being so depressed
It just continues to manifest
You never addressed yourself to confess
Waiting to be addressed
Always in distress
You were oppressed
Left to never be able to conclude
What in the hell is this mood
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PoetryThis is a book containing my poems that I have written. It starts back when I was three years old, up until now and each time I write something new I'll be adding it as a new chapter to the book. It takes you through my love, my passions, my thought...
