Confusing
im a quickthinking hardheaded son of a gun
i sleep in the day and worship the night
carpe dium has nothing on carpe noctum
im the reason you cant sleep
im the one who'll make you weep
im a manic depressant
dont tell me to be happy
im bipolar and overemotional
im unorganised and lazy
i tear up my cloths
i take to long getting ready
i smile when im in pain
and laugh when i want to cry
Copyright © Lucinda Bors | Year Posted 2008
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