About Bipolar Pendulum: stories and information Creativity and bipolar 80/20 - My London Orla Blakelock provides the conclusion for our 80/20 project with her written piece, My London. My London Breathe See, I’m not the type to open up and profit To take a stand and order others to sit Not the type to seek refuge in a place that promises to be kind To give my mind – peace of mind No, I’d rather have a face that expects to feel the drama The untold atmosphere of warped and backward karma See, my London is one which pours out intellect Relates to bloody crimes with a poorly lead etiquette “Hello this is the ten o’clock news” Painted faces and detached views – Of a world that never seems to be tangibly ours Forever fed with chains and bars See, I see what there is to dine on This mockery we’re left to fill our stomachs on And yet I’m always left with a hunger and a thirst, for truth - A revolution, now that would be…uncouth No need to riot for your rights We’ll give them to you with a side of, light bites We’ll put in the laws and take out the goods And leave you with the dreams you thought you could, have See, this ideology of freedom has left me fit to burst The contents of my stomach are blackened and cursed The remnants of children’s bones The innocence that never moans The innocence that plays in your living room