My mind is manic
It's mostly manic
But they don't understand it
They say it's damaged
I mostly panic
I'm mostly frantic
Extremely anxious
I'm full of angst
I'm feeling blue
In different hues
I write like Langston
Hoping that the thoughts would dissipate
I’m feeling blue
My mind is manic
They think I'm different because I choose not to participate
And my mind is manic
I mean kind of manic
I see a spectrum
It’s mostly blues
I like the patterns
I didn't plan this
I'm not different
I just like patterns
I just like patterns
My mind takes license plates
And makes up stories
I just like patterns
And I compartmentalize well
Thoughts locked away
Boy in blue
I isolate my thoughts
My mind's a cabin
You can enter if you'd like a vacation
My mind's a cabin
Get out if it gets kind of a dark tone
My minds a cavern
Hope you don't mind
But mine is manic
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The Bridge Theory Project
The Bridge is, well, the relational environment in which we experience psychosocial safety or psychosocial strain. And how we adapt to that is a representation to how successfully we develop at every subsequent section of the bridge.
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