Pouting and Doubting Won'T Help

I tried not to pout about the past I cried out so many tears and they run dry so fast I tried not to be very, very sensitive like what you said I flied so many mountains and swam oceans to get here, I could’ve been dead With so much dread in my head You think I’m so bipolar with my peculiar feelings unmeasured You think I’m weak and you’re strong…it doesn’t matter anymore You think I’m manic to the core and I’m a captivity bird, so absurd You think my beak is broken all along…well, my wings can soar Even if my heart is sore, There’s some love left in store Believe in me, I don’t have that much energy to live on Relieve my scars, they are shooting stars before the dawn You don’t understand why I’m so sensitive and so hurt at times You don’t know half of what I’ve been through, though you think you do sometimes Don’t talk your talk if you don’t know entirely what you’re talking about I won’t pout, I won’t pout without a doubt, I won’t pout — just get out! Get out… Of my skin and get out of my heart Just get out of here before you tear me apart I tried not to break down, but your words behind closed doors hurts me extremely I cried out so many tears of shame for many years and I’m sick of it honestly I tried to mend your mind and tried to build you up with encouragement, my buddy But, I sighed in regret because you left me aching sorrowfully, being mean, pretending to be nice just for my sanity You think I’m so bipolar with my peculiar feelings unmeasured You think I’m weak and you’re strong…it doesn’t matter anymore You think I’m manic to the core and I’m a captivity bird, so absurd You think my beak is broken all along…well, my wings can soar Even if my heart is sore, There’s some love left in store Believe in me, I don’t have that much energy to live on Relieve my scars, they are shooting stars before the dawn You don’t understand why I’m so sensitive and so hurt at times You don’t know half of what I’ve been through, though you think you do sometimes Don’t talk your talk if you don’t know entirely what you’re talking about I won’t pout, I won’t pout without a doubt, I won’t pout — just get out! Get out… Of my skin and get out of my heart Just get out of here before you tear me apart Well, guess what? You hurt me tremendously to the core But, bud, I’m stronger than you will ever be I’ve never, ever going to tell you anything about me anymore But, wait, I have something more to say possibly You think I’m so bipolar with my peculiar feelings unmeasured You think I’m weak and you’re strong…it doesn’t matter anymore You think I’m manic to the core and I’m a captivity bird, so absurd You think my beak is broken all along…well, my wings can soar Even if my heart is sore, There’s some love left in store Believe in me, I don’t have that much energy to live on Relieve my scars, they are shooting stars before the dawn You don’t understand why I’m so sensitive and so hurt at times You don’t know half of what I’ve been through, though you think you do sometimes Don’t talk your talk if you don’t know entirely what you’re talking about I won’t pout, I won’t pout without a doubt, I won’t pout — just get out! Get out… Of my skin and get out of my heart Just get out of here before you tear me apart You healed me because I’m a merciful guy You concealed your true self in front of me just for fun You dealed with me like you did to your drug dealers in the past and got me drugs that made me feel high, Then low because I feel bad for the wrong I’ve truly done I’m sorry…I wish I can no longer talk to you again You never apologize like those heartless men You think you know it all and you need to swallow your pride Think again before you ride on my bipolar ride of I-have-tried You think I’m so bipolar with my peculiar feelings, a rather challenging chore You think I’m weak and you’re strong…it doesn’t matter anymore Even if my heart is sore, There’s some love left in store I have tried with so much doubt But, I won’t pout…no, I won’t pout My yelping for something more Isn’t helping me to reach out and soar There’s a future of Tomorrow In store, even to those who sorrow I’m looking forward to a time like this When the light will shun out the abyss You think I’m weak and you’re strong… You think you’re perfect and I don’t belong… What you think all the more — I don’t think I care anymore After all I’ve done for you, who knew You’d blaspheme my name and threw me in the dumps too With rubbish, ridiculousness, and rue — I know deep down Satan’s the one to blame, not you