I get angry,
I get loud,
I get mad,
I get proud.

I get sad,
I get blue,
Then I don't know what to do.

I get happy,
I get sweet,
Then I fear the darkness when I sleep.

I get abused,
I get confused,
Then I look for something new.

I get jumpy,
I get a little lumpy,
I end up doing something funny.
I get mean,
I get keen,
Sometimes I just want to be seen.

I get crude,
I get rude,
I am just try to be new.

I get lost,
I get found,
Then I wonder why I am around.

I get diffrent, as I get same.
This world we live in is a great big game.
I get upset,
I get no sleep,
I get weak.

I get strong,
sometimes I dont think I am wrong.
I get even, I get square,
I get left alone,
I am way well aware.

I get loving,
I get running,
I get broken,
For my family, I am well outspoken.

I get happy,
I get glad,
I hate myself when I am mad.

I get proud of what I do,
It all goes away when I clean the loo.