a testament to mania

A cheery tale brought on by my personal experience with a psychiatric disorder

Today, today, I am anew!
With my pills both green and blue!
Now some may say I've lost some zest.
And surely as my demonic poetry can attest,
sleepless nights with no rest,
do not keep me at my best.

To make things worse
every project has been addressed
and this has left me with lots of stress.

But time will come and time will go
and by that early morning glow
things will surely not be so slow.
And I shall go up those hills and dales
just so I can make some sales!

So to work, to work, and then to bed!
... or do I have those backwards in my head?