Every time I think I'm okay
Something comes and steals it away
I Feel happy for a moment
But that's part of the torment
Because when I come back down
I  smash into the ground
Those around me don't understand
Push me so far I raise my hand
But never lay it on any one but myself
What ever this is is bad for my health.
Feel alone when friends are near
Mum ask what's wrong I put her in fear
I can't control these lows or highs
It's even leaving me petrified
Because every day I have a come down
And take it out on every one like a clown.