Hiding In The Mirror

Bipolar?

Maybe

But no

The doctors say

It’s a social phobia

And yet

The proof is there evermore

Staring me in the face

Hiding in the mirror

And the doctors won’t listen

To my worries

My fears

Of the ups

The oh so high ups

And the downs

The oh so low downs

And I’m just not sure

Which I fear most

But I know

It’s the downs that worry people most

Just the ups that freak them out

When I stand too close

When I jump up and down

When I laugh at everything

When I feel like flying

Or

When I feel like God

The ultimate person

But

No

The doctors say

It’s a social phobia

But

I’m not so sure

I entirely believe them

The End

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