Who is LaShonda
Everyone thinks moody describes me
Tossing my feelings back and forward
On the inside my name is happiness
Happy to be me
Yesterday my name was sorrow
Sad one moment, floating on clouds the next
I guess that's why everyone thinks it's moody
Disappointment was once part of me
LaShonda wasn't the person she loved on the inside
Love was in my dream
Holding hands tightly
Soon my name will be Sorrow again
Bad things happen constantly
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