All the happy eyes --
reflecting carefree joy
My bipolar mood belies
a most depressive ploy.
All the smiling eyes --
my friends have not a care
I long to be like them
flinging worries in the air.
All the dancing eyes --
mirror mirth and pleasure.
My dejected mood is a
let down you can measure.
All the laughing eyes --
like a happy child at play.
While my eyes leak tears.
in a bleak world of gray.
Oh someone stop the pain!.
I have finally come to realize
It stings to see those happy
smiling, dancing, laughing eyes !
MJC
Copyright October 21, 2006
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About Me
- Portia Micello
- IT'S NOT ALL ABOUT ME -- BUT IT IS ABOUT HOW I HANDLE THE CHALLENGE...how i continue to grow, contribute, create and let my mind and talents develop without endangering anyone else. Do I have children --- yes -- 3 biological and they all have symptoms, but they are dealing with some of the symptoms -- very successfully. Forunately none is full scale BDI, Rapid Cycling.
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