Everyone is Bi-Polar by nature’s decree
There is not one among us who isn’t this way.
It’s a club not exclusive to any one kind
Of a person we label as messed in the mind.
Ups and downs are quite common to all everyday.
It’s not like dying, then claiming to be.

It’s a challenge to wobble along a straight line
Or to discard a crooked one for a renew.
If I fall to one side, I will bounce back in place.
If I fall to the other, I’m wrought with disgrace.
Though my options are many, I know but a few
When I’m caught up in anyone’s business but mine.

I can live with bi-polar. The coaster agrees.
When it climbs, I’m anticipant with patience none.
But as it descends, I scream out like a child.
I wave arms and holler as if I were wild.
There will be the next cycle when this one is done.
I climb hard to then become part of the breeze.