[PoeticWitch]

What you see is not what you get with this nut
I have layers upon layers more like an onion
So maybe I am not a nut nor an onion
In the end it matters not if you don't stick around to find out

My bipolar does not make me who I am
Maybe it is my empathy for humankind
Same reason for my distaste for them I say
I can see the good, but I can see the bad just as easily

I cannot be sized up in one glance or even two
A month is not enough to truly know me
Neither is a year or two
To know my true inner being it takes a lifetime

Excuse me if I don't have time for you
When you are so unwilling to give me a fair shot
You assume you know me already
When we have never met til now

So go your merry way
With your preconceived notions
No skin off my back honey
I know who my friends are in the end