BIpOlAr

This crazy spectrum

They say can’t trust a word she says

They say shes overdraumatic

Her mind is tragic

They say she’s bipolar

Her mind like a controller

Flip the switch

And you’ll see

Her eyes twitch

Call her a bitch

And see the shit

She’ll say

She’s simply spractic

She constanlt manic

Always in a panic

Go check her tympanic

And youll see her temp rise

The clouds are clogging up her brain

A wash of pain

Agonizes her face

Look at her pace

She see it comming

She about to explode

And she doesn’t know why

Shes mad

she also sad

She cant make her mind

Because neither can her emotions

Shes trying to go through the notions

And hid her crazy

She feeling hazy

And feeling lazy

Shes overloaded

And cocked like a gun

Ready to explode

And overload the system

Thats got her jacked up

On pills

To prevent her from the spills

And tumbling down the emotional hill

Meeting her dear

Friends jack in one hand

Tilted to her lips

And jill too busy collecting her tips

From giving

Her sips of sanity

This tainted insantity

Her mind high up

In the clouds of vanity

Not knowing when she will drop

From the top

This abormal high

That makes her thoughts

Tie in knots

Of shoulds and should nots

Implusive actions

Without thought

Consequnces already bought

She thought naught

Of what lied instore

She hored through

Whatever emotion

She felt

Swinging on the tire

Line up of emotions

The rough patches were the worse

The unhappiness

And happiness

The anger at self

That causes her to dig her nails in her head

And till it drips blood

And spills out her curse

In curisive letters

BIPOLAR DEPRESSION