[Spoken Verse]
At the peak of the pendulum sits the purest of emotion
Opulent in presence, transparent in intent
Juvenile, innocent, ignorant
And in bliss you become complacent, translucent
Meanwhile, gravity lures the suction and before you know it
The fluttering you feel in elevation soon transforms into the butterflies of a rollercoaster
The high ride soon becomes a bad trip
And how you now notice everything negative
Sepia, in monotone
You've found yourself at a new low
But momentum won't allow you a stay
A gust of wind pushing east, a familiar feeling of ascension
Vibrant hues pull you up again
Like the pendulum, my mood swings