Dedicated to Jason Charles Crooms
Written By Ashley Lynn Parcell
Bipolar, why was it created GOD?
Why did you give it to Jason and me?
Why did you make us odd?
Why couldn't we live free?
We are so sweet most of the time,
but so full of anger and hurt.
Our life is like a game of battleship.
We are as limited as a horse on a bridal.
Why are we this way?
What did we do?
Why is our world all gray?
Can't we be normal too?
Why did you make me see things,
That aren't really there?
If I could only stop it this evening,
How do I live this nightmare?
Why did you give bipolar to Jay-Jay?
He is the nicest kid I know
Why is life a game he plays?
Where is his freedom, his rainbow?
Why is it GOD, when we get lost,
and we can't find our way,
It feels like we are punished at all costs,
almost everyday?
Jason, I am sorry,
And I still ask GOD why,
We flip out in a quarry
and sometimes want to die.
