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Bipolar Depression

It's me you pursue I don't know what to do You can't be controlled I won't be consoled I'm dizzy and confused I feel hurt and abused I've asked you to go away But it seems your here to stay Your inside of me I can't set you free I'm feeling lost & I'm scared My judgement is impaired My heart is racing Back and forth I'm pacing You may find this hard to believe But it's getting hard to breathe When I say no you remind me your master When I run you run even faster What can I say? I can't break away. As I look in the mirror at my reflection I see a person defeated with no protection You took over my life with such aggression The world gives you a name- bipolar depression There's one way out but I'm not sure I'm ready I hold this gun with a hand so steady I put my hand on the trigger and slowly start to press I really regret the day I ever got depressed

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