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A poem I wrote after being diagnosed with bipolar disorder |
| Psychiatrist o Psychiatrist Heal my emotional wounds Bring your stiches of motivation And heal gashes of implication From men with unknown identification Psychiatrist o Psychiatrist What has life become When suffering is a normality And my life is just a casualty In a carefree society Psychiatrist o Psychiatrist Doctor of my soul You know all my secrets My hopes dreams and reasons And I hope you'll never tell Psychiatrist o Psychiatrist When will I be free To stand before my enemies And ask "remember me ?" |