I have a dual personality;
I have bipolar tendencies.
One minute I'm on cloud nine,
the next I'm on the ground.
I know deep down,
my soul is happy.
But the other part of me
fills my brain
with negative thoughts.
It's a constant battle
between the truth
and the lies of my enemy.
My foe calls
my head her home.
It's a chronic state of mind,
but it's all I know.
Pessimism is a reflex,
an involuntary action
based on what happens to me.
But contentment
is a choice.