...

i guess this is what happens after years of isolation?

yes I know I have these "conditions"!

...but something inside me is not satisfied being classified!

I am equally as un-ill as this mad world is happy amongst itself!

all I rely on down here on the human ground!...all I rely on is emotion!

...crying gets me by for a little bit....laughing gets me by for a little bit too!

laughing and crying are the utimate emotions for any human....it's enough to save lives!

we all strive run our hearts to pieces to find either one busted lungs desperate to breathe a gasp of affection!

...and yet?...I don't know about you?

I am so stuck in between the tears and the giggles....so angry I am so far away for it takes barely a heartbeat to lose touch!

and thats what bipolar does to me...

it takes away my control...

I have no control....

I just have to wait for it to come back...

all my ingenious thinking does nothing...I can not "think" my way out of this situation....

I cannot "feel" my way out of this situation...

it's just survival and being kind to me!

when I see someone else freaking out like I do?

I want to save them...