Zelda

Broken BipolarThey judge me by what my darker side contians, Instead of the real me holding its reins, Which does not conform to its hate, Also called its bipolar state. They laugh, they mock, they break my heart, All without giving a hope for a new start. It leaves me broken inside. But no matter where I hide, They will find me. Will I ever be free? Free of the hate and scorn, Free of being broken and torn. But for as long as I live, "free" is only in dreams. So what is life to me? More impossible for me, it seems. So I step in line with other broken souls, And watchBroken Bipolar


BipolarSo up So down... Such a smile Such a frown... Such a high Such a low... So much sun So much snow...Bipolar
I love you so much I hate you too... I need you too much Oh forget you... I need you in my arms Get the hell away... I want to see your smiling face Get out of my way...
One minute I'm soaring The next it's a crash... One minute it's hope The next it's dashed... One minute I'm dreaming... The next there's tears... One minute I'm secure The next there's fears...
I don't know who I am
(I'm still trying to figure out how to add you)!!
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Dori
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Open For Commissions, Please E-mail If Interested.
(BeBeDasha@Hotmail.Com)
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"...suffering felt, pain withstood and forged into inspiration - that is the spell of the magician."
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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