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 © Carly Steelberg | Year Posted 2014
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