Disorders Galore

BIPOLAR BIPOLAR  send Carly 
right OVER!
Disorders GALORE. 
Wait something's different...
This diagnosis I was given is no 
MORE! 
He thinks I seem to have this 
figured out, or this is an 
amazing ACT!
Because he thinks I'm cured, 
and  he's never wrong. 
His motives are always EXACT!

Maybe his eyes were set on the 
wrong TARGET? 
He thought he MARKED IT
But he was wrong.
Cuz I'm not BLEEDING!
Instead I have figured it out. 
His opinion is no longer 
NEEDED!

You can keep doing speed, but 
your not going to get there any 
FASTER.
Our love was crazy!
A beautiful DISASTER!
If I don't want to continue to 
be 
your slave.
Maybe I should stop calling you 
my MASTER! 

I do miss your passion for ME!
But I'll never miss your 
rage...HONESTLY!
I was the one dumbing myself 
DOWN. 
No, it wasn't the other way 
AROUND!

You lie to free yourself from 
your truth, but that will never 
work.
The truth will always rise from 
the ASHES.
No matter how many 
breakdowns you have or car 
CRASHES. 
No matter how much glass you 
BREAK or scars you MAKE.
You'll always end up at the 
same place!
Alone and confined, trapped in 
a CELL! 
With no other ears to listen to 
the bull **** you TELL!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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