Seasons change,
And so does my mood.
Today I might be filled with rage,
Tomorrow I might be too rude.
It's cloudy today,
And all I can hear is the thunder.
It might be better on Tuesday,
But all I can do is wonder.
I looked up at the dark night sky,
And I remembered that star.
Which had caught my eye,
Just like a blooming flower.
Seasons change,
And so does my mood.
Right now I am too happy,
The next moment I might be too sappy.
Seasons change,
And so does my mood.
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