Weird Moods

art, photography, poems, poetry

Weird moods
No direction
Temper tantrums
No sight of tenderness
No sight of gratefulness
Fast to take a compliment easy
Without a care to ever give one out
You’re not really happy
I can tell
Shit What do I know?
I only call it like I see it
If that’s the external
What’s the internal state?
You’re just another person
eating from an empty plate