Here is the new version of this poem.
By Teresa Smeigh April 2019
My mind is in a whirlwind,
Often leaving me chagrined.
Bipolar is one part of my problem.
My thoughts, I can’t suppress them.
Do this, please do not do that!
What am I, a dimwitted doormat?
I need some help regrouping.
I hate this negative thinking.
Positive thinking that’s the way,
Don’t let others lead you astray.
One day I am going to be free.
Barring any troubles, I can’t foresee.
It takes time and determination.
Planned, not just adaptation.
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian