better tomorrow

I wrote this poem because i was down in this is how i was feeling i struggle with bipolar disorder.

I’m looking in the mirror trying to see if I look perfect

I been drowning in insecurities and I’m fighting to make it to the surface

I been told I’m not pretty because I’m not a size two

I use to believe I was pretty now I feel it’s untrue

I gave up on everything including myself

I thought I wasn’t normal because I wasn’t like everybody else

It was a struggle every day to just try and face the world

I use to think my happiness was worth something like diamonds and purls

I didn’t understand my purpose and goal in life

I didn’t know why I live when one day I will die

I didn’t know why I should smile when soon I would frown

I didn’t know why I should get up just to get knocked back down

I hated who I was and scared on who I was becoming

When I looked in the mirror I grabbed my bags and took off running

I got as far from myself as I possibly can

But wherever I run their I am

 I wish I knew my future so I can better prepare

I can’t get use to living in a world where life is so unfair

I struggle with so much it’s hard to gain my composer

I thought I finally made it but I had to start all over

I know that I am liked and loved

But sadness is all I’m able to think of

I have all the pieces to the puzzle everything fits

But the picture still looks like something is missing

If only I can get out of this sea of sorrow

Then maybe I can have a much better tomorrow