Mental Health Concerns

Bipolar Brain Will mental illness drive you insane, Or will it force you to remain. Locked up inside Like a prisoner on death row Barred in like somebody we used to know. Prison wouldn't be so bad to me, If I was wasn't already locked down, you see In my own body I cannot move Trapped inside a dimension we're trying to prove. Maybe one day I'll be as free as a bird Then hopefully I'll be heard. Until that day where freedom is granted, People continue to look at me slanted. Like I'm so different from you or anyone, I think you would listen if I brandished my gun. That's how it feels on any given day