Opportunity

Once I was a young girl with dreams Pleasure of mine sometimes went to extremes. Priorities grew to where they needed to be. Others around me knew I wanted to succeed. Reality kicked in as I got older Then I was diagnosed with bipolar Under my sadness and all my stubbornness. New, to the quick suddenness Into the military is where I joined Then new experiences conjoined Yet eleven years later, discharged medically, i wish I still served.