Bi Polar

It's a vicious disease and mental condition,
It's got you locked up inside your own prison.
Each day's it's own journey, it's never the same,
One day you're normal, the next you're insane.
One minute happy, the next minute sad,
Then at the drop of a dime, for no reason mad.
Life could be great, but you can be depressed,
Or life can be hell but you can't feel stressed.
I blackout sometimes and don't know why,
Sometimes I sit in the corner and break down and cry.
Alot of times it's stopped me from getting my life back in order,
I absolutly hate having bi polar disorder.