Showtime. Bipolar Musical Theater
The sun rises, pretty hair, pretty face, looking very nice
Crack up a smile, show your pearly whites to deep dimples
Kick start the routine of all time Emmy performance
Put on the costume of a happy mother, hide your tears to protect them. They are your mirror after all.
Hide your fears, put on your cape, don’t disappoint them, the superhero, superwoman you are to them.
Confident, strong independent women you are
Keep your cape and show no fears take no bull that’s your image
Overcomer, motivator, you’re a leader, walk in a room personality cross with assertions demands attention
No time to be you, no time to feel, the show must go on
The sun sets down costume comes off nightfall approaches
Time to let go, time to unload all you have engorged inside you
The curtains are close it’s your time let stream of tears rolls down
Open the stream as wide as you can the sun quickly will rise soon again
Time to dress up again to mask the ill you
The face of your illness is degrading and should remain out of sight
If others who sees may reject you and disown you
The sun rises, pretty, hair pretty face
Crack up a smile, show your pearl whites to deep dimples
Kick start the routine of your Emmy performance got to put on a show….
My Mental Memoirs
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