Bipolar

To reach beyond all feelings

To float and wander through sleepless nights concealing 

I scribble all day and read all night as long as this disorder endures

I can’t confide myself to society's routine, there are no cures

Wandering through life adrift and dissimilar to others

In a world of black and white, I am but multicolours

I can relate to most and understand all

With each feeling in mood, I try to stand tall

The heavy spending like there’s no tomorrow

The mounting debt and one for sorrow

The excitable nature uplifts peoples days

Alone again now, in my minds maze

The burning passion my heart craves

At my childhood hour, the latest bloom was the prettiest flower

I have never been as others were

Nor have I seen as others saw

How ever could I bring and say

Such gifts from just the common way