THE BIPOLAR MEA Poem by Red RoseThe side only you know, but don't understand..
Best friends with enthusiasm and ecstasy,
but also discreetly allied with their nemesis. Unpredictable to the core, maybe that's what intrigued many. Known as the positive being, inspiring many to be carefree. Little did they know I cry myself to sleep, for no reason coherent. If seen forlorn, it's a massive shock for they've never known the broken me. Always hyper, with a vast imagination but when in solitude, depression comes knocking at my door. Manic and mania? Well, ya. Riding this unstable roller coaster, With more ups than downs. But the downs, deeper than the deep blue sea. After much scrutinizing, only one theory left, this is to the bipolar me. © 2019 Red RoseAuthor's Note
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