Bipolar.A Poem by bathtime
Everyday is different
And I never know which 'me' will show up Could I be up and crazy Or down in the dumps To me it doesn't matter, The only thing I crave Is the days where I can pretend I'm normal for a while Some days it's like I've lost all control Like I'll always want more Like I'm the best thing that's ever been But some days are hard Like existing seems to farfetched And I could just end it all But some days I feel like flying Like I'm on top of the world And nothing can bring me down Though other days I feel like crying And i lay in bed for hours Ignoring everything around me So to me its not as easy As existing day to day I have a hard time trying To make everyone believe I'm okay © 2015 bathtimeReviews
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