The Bipolar

Chopping potatos they were talking On potato recipes many More dicing and dissecting matters many Ah, a sudden lightning mood poked in hyper One got in a strange stormy mood swing Started hitting the other with hurting words The other got panic and felt a bad swing Unknowing to flee away from that heated moment Someday and some day again and again From that day onwards mood swings.. On all matters of cabbage to garbage Senseless fights, meaningless screams Tides low, tides high.. depression.. depression Unpredictable burst uncontrollable chaos Leaving the others with unsolvable confusion What could it be...a mental disorder bipolar An old nursery rhyme sings of a little girl As ' When she was good she was very very good But when she was bad she was horrid'.. This swirl Of situation too is horrid otherwise other times too good