Seems like everyday I ask christ why? Why did you have to curse my innocence with such grime?
Month after month its like cycle that wont quit. Hoping to find a cure but I know none exist..
but iiiii am just human. Trying to live happy with this birth defect. While others seem misinformed and clueless.
I want to be the girl that can make new friends, but my sickness only cares bout burning bridges and loose ends.
I was happy for a while till the depression kicked in. A week full of crying until the process started over again.
My minds been racing more than usual but I cant give in. No more impulse shopping no more late night sins
I just want to be a normal adult. I wanna set goals without falling apart. I want to live without placing fault.
I hate being bipolar with every fiber of my being. I want out but I cant be a weakling.