What makes me, me.

It's a little known fact amongst my friends but I occasionally enjoy  an attempt at poetry. I also find that putting pen to paper in whatever form, helps to expel anything poisonous that may be lurking inside my already precarious emotional state. I'm a Drama Queen and honestly, I enjoy it. I'd rather feel deeply and react instinctively, than sedately allow life's challenges to overwhelm me and say nothing. So here's a little self portrait - I hope you enjoy it. 

Me.

I am an emotional fairy

I flit from mood to mood

From bouts of happy go lucky

To the pits of misunderstood

Sometimes I fly on gossamer wings

Or float o the glow of the moon

To suddenly crash and dive headfirst

Into a tremendous gloom

The urge to try and stop myself

Is strong, when on even keel

But the ether shifts and I’m off again

Too Cry

Too Laugh

Too feel

I am an emotional fairy

I sigh - I cry - I squeal

A mockable wreck of dramatic intense?

……

Or are my emotions real?