being bipolar,
Means depressive and manic,
But I'll be alright if I stay calm and don't panic,
When I'm manic,
My feelings are stranded,
I leave them behind,
And rush through time,
No sleep,
No relief,
No thoughts,
No grief,
Now I'm binging,
Fighting, Smoking, And drinking,
Then something slows me,
Depresses me,
My mind knows me,
Compresses me,
You f***ed who up?,
You sparked who up?,
Everybody got drunk and who threw up?,
Depressed,
Stressed,
No more but less,
Now that I'm depress,
My writing is the greatest I give it my best,
Imagine being up with no rest,
To crash and burn with regret in your chest,
You may not understand,
As long as you got the just.