Isn't it an oxymoron?? That everyone's reality is truth but not everyone's truth is a reality. Marching to the beat of a 9-to-5 with the rhythm of a stay-at-home mom. Life is only relative to circumstance. But don't make your circumstance your conclusion. Live to die another day, but die to live another day. How can we be so many things and nothing at the same time?? A mid-winters nightmare can be another persons midnight summer's dream. Yet, all the while we are changing by staying the same. And when I thought I had it all figured out, I got my red-penned essay back: "Nice try." The words so taunting. As if I didn't know that already. Relativity is the key to survival. But who needs to survive when reality is not truth??
“Lunacy” comes from the moon, Who cycles through brilliance and darkness Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed Opposites not so well harnessed Who cycles through brilliance and darkness? The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Opposites. Not so well harnessed As she thought, her brain gives reason the slip The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Her body, depressed, her thoughts manic. As she thought, her brain gave reason the slip And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic. Her body depressed her thoughts. Manic Lunacy comes from the moon And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed
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