When I read this, I couldn't help but think of people's false perceptions and ideas about what bipolar is, without experiencing it themselves. I think there is some stigma that the "highs" or mania are the most wonderful things in the world. But for so many, it can be unnerving and not this ecstatic moment. It can be thought after thought, uncontrollable, no stability. The way you thread your thoughts together here, the feeling of not belonging and sometimes just existing while parts of the world walk over you, is well-stated and heart-breaking to read. Such raw emotion in this and every image holds an even deeper look into how you feel.

Just two notes:
"shrugs it's shoulders" and "The color of it's wings" - both "it's" should be without the apostrophe I believe.

<3 you and your poetry

My...you have given me an insight about this condition and the feelings which pulls a person down along with thoughts which agrees to it naturally. I like the use of words and the imagery it left behind in my mind...take care.....Congrats on the win!