Keep out of my way
I just don’t want to play
I’m in a bad mood
My inspiration’s down the drain.
I wish it would rain.
Slip out on the porch in damp and cold
Just what I need to restore my soul
So stay clear and let me brood
I’m really annoyed and stressed
Not really sure why I must confess
I’m looking for a fight
Maybe I should close my eyes and call it a night
It’s easy to say I’m lazy or something
But it’s quite simple,
I’m not in the mood
It’s so breezy for you to walk over me
And if I get snappy so be it
Even if it isn’t on time
I’m still not in the mood
My life is good I should be feeling happy
But I just feel annoyed and crappy
I think of work and my future
And just want to smash up my computer
Quarter-life crisis maybe
Or me just being a petulant baby
Burning inside of me
Like the aftermath of a storm
When the formerly purple clouds lighten
Across a canvas of undetermined mood,
Turbulent, fierce, bleeding still,
Close to the surface, threatening to break.
Feeling pretty blue lost interest in Everything
Engaging blank head with empty thoughts
It burnt my smile and my laugh
Black is the only color I can see
Feeling so angry and sad
acting in a very bad attitude
don’t know what I want today
But nothing feels quite right.
I can taste it.
The sour-tang of anger staining my tongue.
It’s a flavor that really sinks in.
This nasty, awful taste of diminishing rage
If I had an ice-cream
I wouldn’t take a bite.
I wouldn’t ride a water slide
No games, no toys, no magic wands,
No elephants for me.
There’s a grouchy bug inside me
And it’s usually asleep,
Buy when the grumpy thing wakes up
I turn into a creep.
I think I’ll go and glare at it now.
I think I’ll go and slap it on track.
I think my bad mood,
Just slapped me right back.
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