I’m tired he’ll say
In bed night and day
Some call it Blackdog
Nothing works as it should
Life’s tumulus sorrows
Please come round tomorrow!
Walk away from this dark dark cloud
More happiness you should be allowed
Those eyes what do they see?
Emotions of hurt to such a degree
Young you have your future
My only child I have no other
Around the corner becomes this love of mine
But mania it’s head does climb
This and that a good idea
Your life becomes so unclear
Hospital stays take your mind
To exclusion you now find
Such is your life of polars
An up and down coaster roller
There is nothing I wouldn’t give
If without this you could live!