Many times I am in a bubbly mood,
by joana bluementhal
daring and sportive as anyone could.
I sing and dance and somersault,
laugh and play at my own fault.
The whole world then seems to be mine,
oh! when I am on cloud 9.
But when I am immersed in gloom,
hopelessness and melancholy fill the the room.
Depressed and desolate I am in a crowd,
all kindness and love seems to be fraud.
I frantically search but find no clue,
oh! when I am in blues.
They say its tough to know me full,
though good I am, I can turn evil.
I say don't go by my mood swing,
Its only a phase which won't stay long.
I am your friend seeking love and care,
and hoping that you will always be there.