Bipolar

Do my eyes disguise the lies? Or does reality open my eyes? Not sure anymore what to think or feel, Is it my imagination or is it all real? Boughts of confusion cloud my head, Are my thoughts and emotions wrongfully read? Thinking too much can be such a curse, Feeling alone only makes matters worse. Too strong to give up, but too weak to fight, Tossing and turning throughout the night. Although I will go on the very next day, Anyone or anything won't stand in my way. Finding strength from only the Gods know where, No matter how painful, I really don't care. I am Woman, hear me Roar, My will to go on is down to my core. I will never give up, never give in, Life may be a battle, but I'm here to win! 10-7-12