Not All Emotions Are What They Seem Poem by Jasmine Aira

Tears flow down my cheek,
I rest my case,
I'm as happy as can be.
I cry,
and cry,
and cry.
Until my laughter stops.
I wipe off my tears,
I laugh again,
but this time,
I laugh nervously,
I am very nervous.
Also, embarassed.
I laugh again but this time,
I blush.
I blush madly,
I am angry,
filled with concrete,
I'm about to crack open and show my true colors.
I burst out with a tear,
I am now sad.
I cry,
and cry,
but now I am crying tears of joy.
This cycle goes on,
for about a day or two.
But the moral is,
not all emotions are what they seem.