Hey guys m new here, was wondering abt ur opinion on this poem abt my experience with bipolar: On a gloomy day,
When the sun shines cold,
I don't know if,
I don't know when,
I don't know why....
I might live,
But for long?
I don't know if,
I don't know when,
I don't know why....
Will I play,
But why?
I don't know if,
I don't know when,
I don't know why....
Sometimes I think,
Knowing shallow
But why?