Dear Moodswings

Dear moodswings,
People think you are sexiest.
I know you are not.
You affect men as much as you affect women.
You make me feel like I'm drowning, in the poolof my own thoughts. Thoughts which means nothing to them.

Thoughts which means everythingto me.
I want to ask you why do you always walk with me?
WheneverI watch that cute love story or whenever she ignores my texts.
I tell him that he hurts me. I tell him that Ihate you.
And he just say you'll go away.
But you don't.
You make my happiest moment sad justby walking with me.
Cry, smile,laugh. Cry ,smile, sleep.
I believe that you'll walk away with me down the aisle too.
You make me want to kill the person I love for not telling me I deserve love.
You make me want to love that person a bit more at that moments too.
You are the most confusing thing I've ever came across.
And people think that about me too.
I'm not confused.
I'm just having you.
Like a sad muse, you make sad.
And they laughed.
They think you are a joke.
And in that moment I'm proud to have you.
In the world where people can't feel anything.
I can feel it twice.
I'm proud to think about the pain of the drying flowers and crying clouds.
I'm proud to feel.
I'm proud of you sometimes.
May not!
May be yes!
Oh no you're a problem!!