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Bipolar Disorder

I hate sounding like a recorder Knowing I am at the edge of my border Always being served by a court order Yeah, I have a mental disorder Heck yeah, I suffer, I am bipolar I stay up every night full of energy Suffering from short term memory My moods can last for days or weeks I get so mad sometimes I can't speak I don't even know what's "normal" anymore Unexplained pain and my muscles are sore I don't have the ability to concentrate So I always yell when I communicate I have unexplained sadness and crying spells Feeling sick all the time and can't get well Having a lot of guilt and feeling worthless Everything around me makes me stress Wanting to give up on my hopes and dreams Just for the thrill, I go to the extreme I hate sounding like a recorder Knowing I am at the edge of my border Always being served by a court order Yeah, I have a mental disorder Heck yeah, I suffer, I am bipolar...

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Date: 5/18/2011 9:54:00 AM
I am spending my morning reading wonderful poetry and enjoying it so much. I am so impressed with the poems I have read so far this morning. I am happy yours was among them Anjhanae. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors always. Love, Carol
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