I Know Her. She's Psycho.

When the bi-polar is taking over
And I am up and down in a matter of hours
I feel like...
wind blown leaves.

Like...

Too deep for a tiny boat
Like
A grey whale swimming but missing her calf
And like holding onto a rope to get back to the surface but the rope and the surface are both burning.

I realize how this must come off to you.

Like crazy.
Like the girl who can't decide.

Mostly just crazy.

I chew on a piece of my hair.
I look down, blinking.
I keep making decisions and then running from them.

I don't know why.
I don't know me.

I
Can't
Do
Today.