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two of me
There
are
two
people
who
live
inside
of
me,
one
I
try
so
hard
to
hide,
so
you
will
not
see.
Suffering
from
Bi-Polar
and
misunderstood,
wishing
freedom
from
this
disease
if
I
could.
Mental
health
issues
are
hard
for
us
to
deny,
there
are
millions
who
suffer
alone
and
cry.
A
disgrace
to
everyone
in
the
whole
family,
the
person
you
don't
want
any
friend
to
see.
A
chemical
imbalance
is
the
medical
reason,
days
full
of
depression,
no
matter
the
season.
Thoughts
go
rapidly
between
happy
and
sad,
sometimes
you
wonder
if
you
are
going
mad.
Needing
at
times
to
be
away
from
everyone,
knowing
once
again
the
depression
has
won.
Your
senses
giving
way
to
depths
of
despair,
other
times,
seemingly
without
a
single
care.
Depression
does
not
care
about
your
station,
it
affects
all
of
society,
touches
every
nation.
Never
caring
at
all
about
age
or
your
gender,
sleep,
the
only
time
you
feel
sweet
surrender.
All
doubt
evaporating
while
you
are
asleep,
for
once
assured,
you
will
not
start
to
weep.
Desperate
on
some
nights
to
sleep
in
peace,
precious
moments
are
spent
in
total
release.
Hopes
for
the
day
as
you
get
out
of
the
bed,
thoughts
will
stop
racing
through
your
head.
Genuinely
trying
to
just
get
through
the
day,
while
the
hopeless
feelings
continually
stay.
When
you
sit
contemplating
the
two
of
me,
who
is
the
one
person
you
truly
want
to
see?
Will
the
walk
beside
me,
be
as
a
true
friend,
going
alone,
depression
will
win
in
the
end.
Sometimes
feeling
up,
other
times
so
down,
fun
times
to
be
had
tho'
when
we
are
around.
Take
the
time
to
know
us,
we
need
love
too,
somehow
together,
we
will
make
it
through.
©
04-27-06
Brenda
Sparkman
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with
permission.
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in
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