A Piece of poetry

Some of them are mad,
Some of them... Some of them...
This really makes me bad,
Really makes me bad.
Some of them are bright,
Some of them... Some of them...
This really makes me shine,
Really makes me shine.

These are all my emotions,
Carry out all the motions.
And they're not under my power,
Make me feel like a flower,
Slanted by a hurricane.
So, that makes me feel insane.

Some of them are cute,
Some of them... Some of them...
This really makes me good,
Really makes me good.
Some of them are grim,
Some of them... Some of them...
This really makes me scream,
Really makes me scream.