Mood Swings.

Mood Swings.

Sometimes, I think I am loved,

Sometimes, I think I am hated,

Sometimes I don't give a damn,

To what people feel about me,

What is wrong with me???

Sometimes, I think I must spend,

Sometimes, I think I must save,

Sometimes, I think I must earn,

What is wrong with me???

Sometimes I think I am wise,

Sometimes I think I am a fool,

Sometimes I think I am the smartest guy in the room,

What is wrong with me???

Sometimes I am brave,

Sometimes I am cowardly,

Sometimes I fight till the end,

Sometimes I give up easily,

What is wrong with me???

Sometimes I am a friend,

Sometimes everyone's enemy,

Sometimes I want to be in a crowd,

Sometimes I shun company,

What is wrong with me???

Sometimes I want to live,

Sometimes I want to die,

Sometimes I don't care either way,

What is wrong with me???

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I wrote this one on 15th February, 2023, while on a 2-hour flight from Mumbai to Bhubaneshwar.

I showed this to a friend, and post reading it, she quipped, "This is me during my periods."

tenzin tsundue Anant Kumar Asthana

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