She's not pretty
Kind of twisted in fact
Into knots of every strand of emotion possible
Beauty comes from within
But within she is fighting
Fighting against these knots that have become all she knows
She is crying
But sadness is only temporary
For bipolar disorder makes her feel so many different things at once
One minute she'll be high
The next she'll be arguing with herself
Until she can't understand anything anymore and the last word is hers
But from an unknown source
She is pretty
But she doesn't know it
She won't believe it for she doesn't know how
Her head is full of so many contradicting thoughts and feelings
Like you wouldn't even believe