CyclothmiaMature

Highs and lows

Nothing in between

So happy I could die

One moment

The next sad enough

To want to die

 

Exercise clears the mind

Says the internet

So I run until my body

Screams and pleads

Sometimes past that

 

Can't be happy all the time

I know

But I can't be sad all the time

As well

Someone help me with

Balancing this scale

And making me sane

Again

The End

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