I’m sitting here minding my own business when you appear again.
You weren’t invited but you always turn up.
I call you the Panther.
I see you as a big Panther’s paw. Draped over me like a blanket refusing to let me feel happy, refusing to allow my mood to be lifted.
Panther we haven’t seen each other in a while. How have you been?
Me? I’ve been fantastic.
You waited a while to show your face this time, I expected you last month but you didn’t show. I guess our friendship has drifted. I guess I was in too high spirit for you to attack.
But here we are.
Panther please be kind this time and don’t stick around, I have stuff to do and a life to live. Just because I’m no longer medicated doesn’t mean you can take advantage.
Last time you wrecked havoc. You played a big part in derailing my career. You made me isolate myself and ignore my friends. Panther, you made me fall out of love with living.
Please be kind this time.