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Why Me?
It was a bad day today.
I had nothing to do all day.
My sister is in her room,
but I’m bored.
I walk in and ask her to do
something with me.
But she says no because she
has homework to do.
Maybe later I say.
Yeah she answers but
she is already ignoring me.
I was sad today.
It was a good day though.
In school I only had four
credits to go.
Soon it would be
Off to college with me.
And my family would
miss me for sure.
I think about college and
all my dreams coming true.
A restaurant with my best friend.
There is clearly nothing
better to do.
I was happy today.
I was scared today though.
I took a nap.
I had a nightmare.
No one was home and
I thought I heard a
noise.
I hid in my room
for hours on end.
My sister found me
after a long day of school.
She sighed and told
me there was
nothing.
I knew she was right.
But I was scared anyway.
I was angry today.
I do not know why.
So I started to cry.
Then I got more angry.
I punched things,
and threw things,
let them all fly.
I locked up my room
and cried because I was
angry.
And got angry because
I
cried.
I do not like being
angry.
But I do not know how
to stop.
I want to go back to being happy.
I was angry today
happy
sad
scared

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This poem is about someone suffering from bipolar disorder. My brother is bipolar and he inspired me to write this as a way to get inside of his mind and feel what he feels on a daily basis.