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