I am hurt by the fact you can deceive and love so perfectly at the same time Frightened by your sublime.
Who are you today?
I know not who you are any longer. I do not know which person I would be talking to or living with.
Get back to the spirited, kind and trustworthy constant that you once were before you strayed off Before your dis-ease You have a Constant Like a star, a knowing Unwavering Please find him And hold on as if your life Depended on it.
There are two sides with bipolar illness, yet inside is the pure child where a constancy resides.