...so I am already weak

I am way behind even catching up...
my manic function has easily reached panic dysfunction...

but I am way too tired to go real creepy on myself....

so why put on music that hurts me?

I want to burn I want to feel something and that's the gift of bipolar borderline!

I can need and I can bleed

but right now I am burning from somewhere inside it's my heart and not my brain...

things exist better when I don't think about it I am alive on fire ashes might release me from the mental tempest I am content to lie in dust in flames...

hell cannot take away my identity and it was scorched in personal amazement!

the lava the pain the agony of burning alive does not affect me....

I am a mania demon a borderline ghost I trust what ignites me....

my personality sparks electrocute me and everyone around ...

I could exaggerate with an emotional firestorm

but it's better I just smoulder

my love is too extreme

and it aint illness