Confused. Lost. Bi-polar.


Everything’s changing-

I mean, I used to know you;

We’re all grown up,

We’ve got those problems.

I know that you’re hurting-

Yes, I’m hurting too.

Then why do I feel

Like they see it more in you?

Mixed up. Churned up.

Simple words I’ve heard them say.

Confused. Lost. Bi-polar.

They’re things so hidden away.

Masks for life’s large stage,

I’ve seen you wear so long-

We both feel it all over:

We’ve done it all so wrong.

I hope you’re feeling better,

Those words I have for you.

And now I’ll go and walk away,

This life, I’ll see it through.

The End

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