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Bipolar

I'm so frantic that I'm manic,
Can't think rationally or clear.
Anger identifies with tragedy,
Enemies are from peer to peer.

I get angry in a sudden instant,
All my thoughts collide together,
Unable to collect or control myself,
The line between ire & joy sever.

In my world it's difficult to maintain,
Shrinks want to give me pills and tests.
My friends never stay friends for long,
It's because my anger never ever rests.

It's not my fault but it might as well be,
I can't contain my anger to strangers,
When they're always getting in my face,
They don't know the warnings or dangers.

Sometimes my anger tends to get twisted,
When frustrations and stresses amplify,
My bipolar becomes lucid when I pop a pill,
That 10mg jagged little pill known as Abilify.
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