My moods a pendulum swinging back and forth.
I’m questioning if my life has any worth.
They want me to take this magic pill,
but the pill that should fix me is making me ill.
Depression, anxiety, guilt, anger, and fear,
I feel this all daily, and it brings me to tears.
Mania makes me feel everything’s fine.
I’m creative, refreshed, and my life feels like mine.
I can’t eat or sleep.
I’m losing the weight.
I feel so damn happy, but the happiness is fake.
I know that it’s only a matter of time,
the depression sets in, I’m no longer alive.