How do I feel?
There are too many ways for me to feel
I feel happy sometimes
happy
because I have friends to love
happy
because there are friends who care
happy
because I am alive.
I feel sad sometimes
sad
because I lost someone dear
sad
because of how I was used
sad
because I still want them back.
I feel loved sometimes
loved
because I know that it's true.
I feel hated sometimes
hated
because I am deluded.
I feel smart sometimes
smart
because I know so much
smart
because I see so much.
I feel stupid sometimes
stupid
because I know so little
stupid
because I don't see much.
I'm all sorts of emotions
I feel all kinds of ways
I know all kinds of feelings
I am many different things
