(original poetry about emotional instability) you wear a mask, but no, it’s not your face, a shifting form, no fixed embrace. in moments high, you feel so clear, but in the lows, you disappear. your sense of self, it twists, it bends, to a truth that never ends. who are you now, when joy takes flight, and who returns in darkest night? the highs make you feel whole, alive, but when you fall, you barely survive. you question who you are, who’s real, is it just the highs you feel? a heart, designed to always be rearranged, but why does it still hurt? your sense of self forever estranged. you long for answers, to find your core, but you change again, forever more. no fixed identity, just shifting views, a never-ending dance with different hues. you search for truth, for something steady, but it slips away when you’re not ready. #mentalhealth ❤️