Sour

 

Not happy with today,
nor excited by the next,
I know I should be positive,
but I’m already vexed.

It’s not a massive deal,
and I know I’ll be just fine,
but I hate having sold my day
for a price not worth my time.

And tomorrow, too,
will likely be the same,
unless I taste the moments
that in life are always game.

I only ever write a thing
to increase my rising power,
so I’ll do what I must do,
and spit out this mood that’s sour.

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