Thanks a lot

Bella Fabulous does not approve of my choices

Oh my dear bipolar brain

I wish that you were not insane

So I could enjoy my pumpkin scone

But you never, ever leave me alone

Please go away so I can wear my Uggs

I’ve been taking all of my psychiatric drugs

But yet you linger in my mind

I move forward and you hit rewind

October is adored and celebrated by the non bipolar

Whereas we get stuck being crazy each year, over and over

Sigh, I love this month but my chemistry is a curse

And what makes matters even worse

By the time I’ve got a clean bill of mental health

There’s no more candy corn on Rite Aid’s shelf