Written by: Sal Manela

My life has been...
Egotistically hypo-manic 
Systematic and tragic
Insanity looms like a ghost in the attic

Ive been in five point restraints
Because of my mental state
Ive been driven by fate
And the need to create

Somedays Im up, Im higher then high
So high above the birds that fly in the sky
Then I come crashing down, I cant help it but cry
At least its real, Im not living a lie

My state of mind is my state of affairs
I talk my truth but and see nothing but stares
I get to my knees and say nothing but prayers
I ask for help but nobody cares