Bipolar Philosopher
My feelings often
Change mercurially,
From happily smiling
To superficial self-pitying.
My beliefs once
Perplexingly flipped-around,
Deconstructing from certain faith
Into reluctant doubt.
My thoughts always
Lack boundaries,
Ranging from average simplicity
To dramatic philosophy.
My ways of thinking are
Essences of my personality,
Developing from birth
Into metamorphosis of my identity.
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