Good Mood Killers

I can not stay around, Those good mood killers. With their targets set, Aimed to induce a producing of negativity. And doing their best to squeeze, Every remnant of freshness... Welcomed with a pleasantness, In once peace filled air. I can not stay around, Those who bemoan their lives... With sustained groaning sounds. To droan on and on, As if their selfish thoughtlessness... Is found to be discovered as a priceless gift. And valued as a one of a kind bargain. I can not stay around, Those good mood killers. Not if I seek to keep my peace and happiness intact. And I have earned that.