He sits alone
depressed as hell
doesn't know why
no one to tell.

He's a man
"men don't cry"
The tears still fall
he doesnt know why.

Nothings wrong
so he'll say
I'm just fine!
another bad day.

Pills don't help
Alcohol is worse
Being bipolar
is a desperate curse.

He writes a poem
hugs his pet
there is no cure
at least not yet.