Emotions
#1 of Poetry
A short poem written not too long ago about emotions.
Emotions are a fickle thing, how can we answer the question of how we're feeling, when we feel so much?
Constantly...
I feel joy knowing I have the support of family and friends
I feel anger at my inferiority to others
I feel sadness at the losses in my life
I feel wonder in the mysteries of the world
How is it possible to ever answer
"How do you feel"
when there is plethora of emotions constantly whirling away in our heads?
It's an impossible question.
one that in itself makes me feel in every sense of the word
Emotional