Bipolar

Part one-

I'm soaring!

I'm soaring!

High, high, high

Wait?! Did you say you want a high five?!

Smiling,

and cheering,

Nothing,

to be fearing.

That's just how it goes,

when your,

smooth sailing.

Part two-

I cry,

and scream,

and every god damned thing,

in between.

Why am I here?

Why am I alive?

Ah, shit,

I feel like i'm going to cry!

That's just how it goes;

when you feel like,

you've just hit,

the bottom of the road.