It's crazy in here
Constant movement
Self deprecating at times, but almost simultaneously a roller coaster that you will never want to get off
I fight to keep the lights on in here, but darkness sets in, obeying the rules that was given to her by my upbringing
She often leaves shortly, but the time she is there is always much worse than the last
Ironic how I have power over her, but she controls me more than i'd like to admit
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The Ballads of a Manic Teen in a Conformed Society
PoetrySometimes my thoughts start going faster than I can keep up with, so I write a poem when i'm manic in the hope that someone will read it and feel a little bit better about themselves. Or maybe I write in order for me to feel better about myself, or...
