Where are you?
When you’re needed most.
You disappear.
What motivates you?
Why did you vanish once more?
Are you the same as your peers?
Such as hatred, happiness, fear, joy.
We are not your toys.
Loving to catch us off balance.
Most of the time we take a stance.
If someday we need you badly
Will you show up at least by empathy?
Peace and serenity
Lawrence Copyright August 2018
Being bipolar. 
I love this poem and it’s so great to see you back! Hope you’re doing well, my friend. Peace
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Thank you so much, I am not doing okay despite all my efforts but I’ll get there.
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All my best wishes and support to you. I hope you feel better soon.
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Thank you so kindly
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I think the great beauty of your poem lies in posing such questions where we usually just tell and tell. But you question and that is great. Very insightful existentialist piece.
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I am humbled by your compliments and comments
Thank you
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You are very welcome, Lawrence.
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Welcome back brother.
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Thank you, my brother
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Welcome back Lawrence
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Thank you very much
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Lovely to see your writing again.
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Thank you so much, very touched.
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Wow!! What an amazing poem. Great work dude.
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Hey there, thanks a lot for your compliment and thank you as well for reading my stuff.
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