I know what happy is.
Happy is to be excited about an event.
Happy is to be behind the lens of a camera.
Happy is to forget about problems.
I know what sad is.
Sad is to be distant.
Sad is to realize that your film will never be completed.
Sad is to suddenly remember what problems are.
I know Manic Depressive.
Manic is to be happy.
Depressive is to be sad.
Manic Depressive.

Manic depression is the formal term for bipolar.
Your episodes of happiness are confined to 2 seasons because the other two are spent on your episodes of sadness.
I’m a maniac.
I’m crazy to be happy right now,
But I understand that she thinks it’s depressing to see me down.
Manic depression.
I’m soooo glad you said you could make it today!
I made sure to save you two tickets to watch my films on the big screen for the first time and-
Oh. Oh, I understand…
Do what you have to do.
I’ll see you some other time.
Okay, bye.
Who are you if this situation isn’t representative of your life?
Being alive means we’re participating on this roller coaster, we had no choice but to get on,
Flowing up and down and people are loving it until they realize that there’s no way off.
The roller coaster ends and all you can do is recollect vague moments,
Blurry rememberings of when you were upside down,
Flashing your ass to whatever God you believe in,
And screaming something about how if you were to die right now,
the adrenaline would give pain and problems a day off.
Maniac.

Mania symptoms include periods of elevated mood or irritation.
When experiencing a manic episode, you’ll have high energy levels with reduced need for sleep.
Depression symptoms include feeling sad, low energy, low motivation, or loss of interest in previously enjoyable activities.
In other words, life.

Fact: When you’re a manic depressive, a common behavioral symptom is your increased desire for sex.
Maybe that’s why women are always talking about guys thinking with the wrong head.
Because they’re all just happy-sad people.
Fact: A common health trait is that you feel excess sleepiness.
Maybe that’s why teenagers are always so tired and adults are constantly nagging about curfews.
Because they’re all just happy-sad people.
Fact: A cognitive symptom is lack of concentration.
It’s when phones are leaving impressions.
They satisfy our depressions.
But they don’t allow us true confessions,
To depart from our obsessions.
Ask Siri how you can disconnect from your phone, and amidst the wikipedia definition, she’s really saying,
“Why would you ever want to get rid of me? I’m your only friend.
Quick! A notification from instagram, twitter, and snapchat, which one will you answer first?”
We’re maniacs being manic,
And that makes us happy-sad people.

7 Billion Happy-Sad people.
Diagnosed by life as manic depressives and the only treatments available are antipsychotics and Selective Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitors.
If we can’t even spread love in the air we breath, how could we expect to give 7 billion people everything they need to cure

That’s what life is like.
A series of ups and downs, happy and sad.
And eventually it flips us upside down and tells us to re-asses our new situations, but doesn’t give us enough time to process that our organs might fall out of the gap in our heads.
If we’re not careful, our hearts could hit the pavement too soon and we’ll never find the lost things we were looking for.
And then we’ll just be sad.
I guess if it’s how people wanna feel, who am I to disagree.
Sad me.
Sad… I’ve failed.
I’ve failed on something else and I’m so sad.
I don’t just write apologies, I scream them because I want you to understand how distraught I am that I’ve failed you…
I’m sorry…

No.
That’s not what we do!
Life isn’t a set track.
We are not set in our ways,
Only born to plummet to our deaths screaming our heads off.
We look for high points every chance we get and when we find them, we rejoice!
We are HAPPY-SAD people!
I can’t stress that enough!
We refund insults to anyone who beats us down,
By showing them that life continues and if you dwell on hate
soon you’ll be living in a world of sad people, population you.
I write happy-sad poems because I’m a manic depressive living the life of a manic depressive.
I scribe what I see in this familiar world and recycle it as art to speak to happy sad people getting chills in their seats.
Let’s end life with a bang!
Our roller coasters aren’t gonna slow down for the obstacles that get in the way,
And if we crash before we reach the station, we’ll gear up for round two.
Strap on our helmets to prevent our hearts from hitting the pavement too soon.
We need to understand that because not everyone can get the antipsychotics and Selective Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitors, the universe is helping us realize that we don’t need to swallow pills of truth to enjoy the ride.
We get high off of each other, drinking experiences like there’s a row of shot glasses and a bar full of people cheering you on.
The best therapists you need are licensed only to you as the people whose shoulders you can cry on.
So, let waterfalls get soaked up by the support of a friend or partner or teacher or adult or depressed donkey for all I care!
They’re here to remind you that even though you feel like your depressive episodes will never end, they’ll only last for 2 seasons before getting renewed by the manic ones.
You may not be done,
But hold in there.
Count down to one.
Three… Two… One…

Take your life and add a flare.
Take your heart and choose to wear
It on your sleeve.
When people stare,
They wanna share
The thoughts you have sitting in times square.
When your girl’s having an affair
And they think you don’t care.
But it’s not because you don’t care.
You’re just on the front lines for psychological warfare!
It’s a flair
to realize that if you care
Too much, you’re fighting someone who isn’t there.
It’s getting nowhere.
So spare
The tear
In your heart.
Play fanfare
When she walks out the door and stare
As she gets in the car with Rick…
Man, that Rick! What a… jerk.
It’s unfair that your manic episodes went by quickly, but hang in there.
Life is a dream, embrace your nightmares.
Soon enough, you’re gonna get there.
Be Happy… Be Sad… and you’re gonna get anywhere.