My feelings change, like face book status.
One minute, I'm laughing; but it's probably brief.
The next minute I'm whelmed up about something.
Sometimes things said gets me upset,
other times I'm not bothered to react.
My hate for a person will never last,
Because it changes .
Friends won't remain friends,
Nor enemies, enemies.
Because my feelings are like the weather.
It's colour: the rainbow.
And it will keep changing.