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Pendulum
Mood swings Emotions racing out of control Chameleon dragster, my mind is a desert road Right now I feel like a ten-year-old, whose giddy with getting a happy meal Who knows, one hour from now ... I could be middle aging, full of sad regrets about the life I lived The pendulum swings If I pop a pill, I can slow it down But I won't do it I want the pendulum to keep dropping to the ground Down, down, down is my mood right now A kid shouldn't have to grow up in a home where the parents' smiles are always upside down in a frown The pendulum continues to swing Now I'm at a playground, sitting on a hard, wooden thing Moving back and forward, going up, up, up I'm singing with the birds, swinging in the air ... watching the other children run around like ants, making joyous sounds Then slowly I start to come down, swinging back and forth, and when my feet touch the ground ... The pendulum stops It's blade slicing my soul in half, I don't know whether to cry or to laugh Got a split personality, doctors say Sometimes I pace the floor all night, sometimes I sleepwalk all day Think I will pop that pill, and raise the pendulum back up See if there's anything left of me to cut This poem is dedicated to anyone, and/or their loved ones, who suffers from chronic mood disorder
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