The Summertime Mind

"How do you see me?"

How do you see me? How would I know?

Am i loud and noisy, or calm like the snow?

Do i bring you laughter and joy?

Or merely anger, seeking to destroy?

When you see my face, do you smile wide?

Or turn away, run and hide?

These questions run through me, like a river on it's course.

will you run from me, unnatural force.

If you run, I am surely to go.

So how do you see me? How will I know?