Mentally Ill
Sometimes it is just too much
I am up and want to touch
I am jovial and part of the crowd
Dancing on tabletops, being so proud
Drinking and laughing, I want to stay high
Spinning and grinning up at the sky
Sometimes it is just too much
I am down and don't want to be touched
I am sad and not part of the crowd
Not going out to dance, not truly proud
Drinking, yes, I am trying to get high
I want to spin and grin and look up at the sky
Brain moves like lightning bolts and snails
Mood is rocky like a boat that sails
Sometimes it is just too much
Overwhelming is how I feel and such
I don't want to be like this
Mania is only when there's bliss
Down is down down dark and deep
What I do then is my secret to keep
I am mentally ill
Copyright © Lauren Smith | Year Posted 2014
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