Little Miss bipolar

I miss the people who knew me then-
and continue to love me...
I lost the ability to find people like that- or did I lose what I need to find them?

I miss the feeling I got when I looked in the mirror and my reflection was jealous-
because I loved what I saw looking back...
I lost the beauty that I used to see- and closing my eyes doesn't help anymore-sometimes the inside looks even worse...

I miss having anyone to turn to-
and not explain whats wrong; but get comfort just because I'm crying- and always crying, except when I am comfortable...
I lost the luxury of comfort, I don't know the way to turn...I think I am going the wrong way-
behind me is a dead end too...

I'm sad that I am so happy sometimes (most times)

it's makes it so easy to forget
the memories
of times shared
when people cared
when I was there