She wasn’t normal


She was, instead

Quite the opposite.


Moods are powerful.

We all know that.

But her moods


What they did!

They destroyed,

Pushing, pushing

Carving quickly and efficiently

Yet so painfully.

Wreaking havoc




But then again

Her moods

Brought life,


The sun and flowers.

Children laughed,

Dancing, playing

As she played with them.


You didn’t want

To see her on a bad day

Yet you wanted to see her

On her brightest day.


Isn’t that a bit odd?


You won’t see her

When she needs to be seen

Yet you see her

When you want to.


If nothing,

I say

You’re the one behind the destruction.


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