There are always two
Doing this battle inside
Which one will win
Neither one can decide
Over and over again
All this internal chatter
No one could hear
So why would it matter?
Those manic highs
Into a depressed state
Moods poles apart
High and low fluctuate
The ups and downs
It’s a roller coaster ride
After flying so high
Again there’s a flipside
Changing everyday
In another mood swing
There is no respite
From the rapid cycling