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Hi, my name is "Look at me, Stop it!" I'm Bi-polar (Free verse) by horus8

Alchohol & cocaine Still I'm moody Perhaps I should rent a video & pop a qualudie. No one understands me I don't know who I am anymore I'm so depressed & some times overly elated I'll implore, In the middle of sex I might ask you "Who you are?", Then bite your fucking nose off and tell you that I love you. Should I get up today? Should I play a new song? Like a window display I'm made of wood, and in a thong Christ I'm so confused In denial from the abuse So cryptic & obtuse BIG like the Spruce goose As Bi polar as Howard Hughes, left handing a crack pipe, and dancing in the rain. Dressed to the nines. I've decorated more seconds than you've ignored, to hippy. Go tell a legless child in Afghanistan how you suffer flower child being chemically unbalanced & when they nod off bored off their fucking scabbed stubs. Check their pulse, not mine. I am Bi-polar, so quit fucking staring at me. Try to understand my plee, I am a special case. A good person, a muse, a broken fucking Buddy Holly record.

richa 5-Jul-03/1:51 PM
bipolar disorder tends to work in cycles. If someone changes moods so quickly as that I suggest it is the cocaine not the bipolar.

Nice though. Westerners are so precious with their illnesses




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