Am I biolar?
It sure feels like it.
I'm sad, I'm angry, I'm happy, I'm bored,
I'm frigtened, I'm frustrated and all over again.
The never ending roller coaster of emotions engulf me.
Am I a normal nineteen year old woman?
Or is there something else going on?
I find myself on the never ending search
on whether or not
happiness is something you can touch, feel and taste
to an illusion.
I consistently contemplate on if I should be loved or if I deserve stones tossed at my face.
Today I go from feeling worthless and hated to love and worthiness.
I'm lonely, but I do not want any one to love me
Yes I do!!!!
What am I talking about?
I AM CONFUSED...
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