Bipolar Companion

I’m better altered Attitude and mood I want a companion Not angered, or rude A bipolar manner Leaves me perplexed I plead for a canter And knowing what’s next Just a steady stride Repeating beat A healthy supply To quench my need It boosts my mood It soothes my pain It’s different with you You’re never the same I try and I try Combative, I’m not I smile and comply My very best shot You poke and prod Killing my high Seeing through my facade As, I’m not one to lie By now, it’s too late You sensed my dismay So I’ll take the bait Just like yesterday