Living with BPD

A poem I wrote about my BPD I am a roller coasterNever stableNever the sameI hide from manyand to most I lieMy tendency’s are goodtill I get afraidThen my twin comes aboutI love mostMost I forgiveI am sometimes vulnerablebut other times I am a rockI don’t always listenand sometimes over actSome-days are goodothers are badThey