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QuackedUp 
1:43pm, October 14, 2009
Perfectly Imbalanced
I'm a lover and I'm a fighter
I'm conservative, but I'm liberal too
I will agree & disagree with you
Sometimes hot, sometimes cold
Never young, never old
Perfectly Imbalanced
in so many ways
happiness and sadness on my face
found in the nights, lost in the days
there are dreams I chase
I'm in a perfectly imbalanced place
Things are black, others are white
somtimes blind, then full of sight
now and then lost, but then again found
I say "sky's the limit"
then myself I ground
I'm fat, I'm skinny
not enough, way to many
I'm rich, I'm poor
don't want any, then want more
Perfectly Imbalanced
in so many ways
happiness and sadness on my face
found in the nights, lost in the days
there are dreams I chase
I'm in a perfectly imbalanced place
I'm weak, I'm strong
I laugh, I cry
I'm right, I'm wrong
I live, I die
Incoherent now, then concise & clear
I can be brave, but then I fear
I don't know me, but then I do
I wave good-bye forever
then say I'll be seeing you
Perfectly Imbalanced
in so many ways
happiness and sadness on my face
found in the nights, lost in the days
there are dreams I chase
I'm in a perfectly imbalanced place
I'm a lover and I'm a fighter
I'm conservative, but I'm liberal too
I will agree & disagree with you
Sometimes hot, sometimes cold
Never young, never old
Perfectly Imbalanced
in so many ways
happiness and sadness on my face
found in the nights, lost in the days
there are dreams I chase
I'm in a perfectly imbalanced place
Things are black, others are white
somtimes blind, then full of sight
now and then lost, but then again found
I say "sky's the limit"
then myself I ground
I'm fat, I'm skinny
not enough, way to many
I'm rich, I'm poor
don't want any, then want more
Perfectly Imbalanced
in so many ways
happiness and sadness on my face
found in the nights, lost in the days
there are dreams I chase
I'm in a perfectly imbalanced place
I'm weak, I'm strong
I laugh, I cry
I'm right, I'm wrong
I live, I die
Incoherent now, then concise & clear
I can be brave, but then I fear
I don't know me, but then I do
I wave good-bye forever
then say I'll be seeing you
Perfectly Imbalanced
in so many ways
happiness and sadness on my face
found in the nights, lost in the days
there are dreams I chase
I'm in a perfectly imbalanced place
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The poetic story of the day and life of the Bipolar Disorder. I hear you and I keep you in my prayers. I want nothing but the best for you and your future. The "LIMBO" state of your life right now, I think is extremely hard on you. Hang in there my friend.
oxoxox Sandra
Meekacat
All I can say is....simply beautiful in so many ways....I see myself in so much of this poem....I only wish that I could express myself the way that you do.....through the use of the word....but I was not gifted with such things as you are Quackers....
ScaredOfLonely
very well put.. like a song playing over in my head .. you are very tallented my friend
GracieLooWho
I liked this very much.
JavaFirst
Bravo, Quack! Very good. Thanks for telling us about it.
jaybear
very nice, I'm loving your poem =)
flowerchild23
You have expressed bipolar life pretty well,and it's beautiful
dancingd
Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week. LOL
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