Stuck in my bad mood
Like a storm in a cofeecup
I feel hot like scolding cofee
Yet cold like winter rain
Swirling with the stir of the spoon
Dissolving the sugar with in
The cream jug is empty
Therefore, I am undrinkable… it’s so SUCK
For I will scold all who try
Wishing this bad mood would leave
Stop swirling all about
Let me cool down a bit
Leave me to my own devices
Empty the cofeecup
Then the contents from within is gone
Leaving me behind an empty cup
No more, storm in the cofeecup
For there is nothing left inside
Now my bad mood is gone
No need to run and hide
but It’s still SUCK
