Swing Set

My life is so aspiring! It turns my frowns upside down, I can’t stop smiling.

And I feel like..I’m over the moon.

My days continue spiraling! See my cheer, crystal clear, that’s what I’m acquiring.

Oh, yes I will..and pretty damn soon..

New things are just like movies, the one’s no one has seen yet.

Mood swings are in the playground, so come push me on the swing set.

My peace feels wrongful! Anger’s felt within myself, and everything’s just awful.

And I hate how..the world turned out.

So, here is my gospel: I feel like death, can’t catch my breath, and I’m not very thoughtful.

No, I can’t be.. I never learned how.

I need to cool off, where’s the shade? I still haven’t seen a tree yet.

I’m up and down, I’m back and forth, unstable like a swing set.

My nerves have been, well..so erratic! Guess the mood, it’s midnight blue, or am I too melodramatic?

And you should know..my tears drowned out my pain.

I like change, but nothing that’s just far too drastic.

Saved by your bell from eternity in hell, and now awakened to my circumstances.

So, I should go..I’ll crawl home in the rain,

In which I’d dance in like at rave events, music flooding out the swing sets.

My heart is going 90 miles per hour!

And you’re sweet to the touch, I don’t need these taste buds.

Be sweet and then be sour.

And you could be..as sexy as my eyes can handle.

My lust is blooming like a flower.

If we do it quiet, I might let you touch my privates ‘cause you look good enough to devour!

And I’m dressed in..what some would call a scandal.

I’m so wet, you got me so hot, I could melt the wax down my own candles.

Passion burns like..a wildfire, ashes to my swing sets.

Knit the fabric of the Universe, where is Nature’s seamstress?

My mind is finally calmed. Sorry I..just won’t die..anytime before I’m called.

And I’m docile..and everyone’s content.

My lines are finally drawn.

The atmosphere is light in the hollows of the night before the night is gone.

I’m not so hostile..but no one is innocent.

I’ve multiple personalities, let see which one will stick around.

My mood swings like a swing set swinging on my playground.