When I’m sad, darkness takes refuge in my grief
When I’m happy, the sun rises from my cheeks
Thank Heavens, I don’t lose my temper
Or else I’d never find the numbers 1 to 10

When I love, I am Cupid’s female counterpart
When I hate, I am devil incarnate
When I’m excited, the whole world will know
But were I to go silent, even my heart will not hear its own beat

I need to filter my extremities!

*For the Daily Post prompt Filter