Manic.

A blast of happiness
Pumping through my body.

Come back to my senses
And snap back to reality.

Claustrophobic,
Can’t walk around at a party.

Uncontrollable lust,
Feeling a little extra horny.

Serotonin decreases,
Depression takes over
Makes me stormy.

Infinite wants
But in a state of affluence,
Makes my thoughts foggy.

“Is that a book?!”
No! It’s a dead tree.

How can I kill him?
Or should I swim across the Arabian Sea?
A bazillion thoughts racing
Should I let them free?

Sleep isn’t a problem,
I can sleep at three
Still wake up early
And be healthy.

Make my self feel better
By showing grandiosity,
Instead putting myself
In a state of inferiority.

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