This is Bipolar
It’s the same each morning
My body never gets a warning
My mind is fresh and full of life
I think I’ll be happy, I actually might
I’m on top of the world, you can’t bring me down
Try all you want, I’m never touching the ground
I live in euphoria, I’m not coming home
Don’t try calling me, I’m not answering the phone
I’m heavily addicted to this lifestyle
Everyone wants me in exile
I feed off this feeling
Why would I ever need healing?
Sadly the feeling has to end
In the evenings are when I try to pretend
It’s all my energy you drink
You only give me seconds to think
I think about this and that
I think about books, the color red, babies, and cats
Did I feed my dog?
Am I doing a good job?
I ponder and ponder on the same thoughts
And that’s when I desire shots
I pound them back one by one
Won’t you join me? Don’t I sound like fun?
After all the shaking, racing thoughts, and panic is over
Melancholy hunts me down to crossover
This feeling seeps in from under my door
It attacks me like a wild boar
I contemplate life as the sun disappears
I sit in darkness while my mind slows down its gears
Every night it's a little surprise
Every night I think about my demise
I love the white of my skin
I love when the dip, dip begins
But that won’t last much longer
I tell myself tomorrow I’ll be stronger
I’ll pray tomorrow won’t be a repeat
But I’m a cog in the system that I can’t defeat
Tomorrow I’ll play another round of this game
I only have myself to blame
I’ll cry less and wear my favorite sweater
Please believe in me, I will be better
Please hold my hand and never let me go
You’re so good at this, won’t you let me borrow?
I want to be better for those I love
I don’t want to die and be deposed of
Oh please, oh please find me a cure
I don’t want this illness, I don’t love myself anymore
But the next day when I wake up, I’ll forget all this
Once again I will be living in bliss