On the verge of tears,
and I don't know why.
Hating life,
with no good reason.
I try to merge the fears,
I won't cry.
Creating strife,
with the passing of another season.
(the reason this is so short is I just dont have the will to keep writing this depressing crap, I guess that it just goes with being bi-polar, being pulled in 2 directions. Im prob not even bi-polar, their is prob no such thing, but hey, why do I feel so?)
On the verge of laughter,
and I don't know why.
Loving life,
do I need a good reason?
I surge through the year,
Who cares if I die?
Dropping the knife,
Happily Im here, but is He done?
(im still in a horriffic mood, with no good reason, and I tried to write a nice other half to go with the depressing 1st part, b/c I dont know, I dont want is to be all "look at me, im depressed, waaaaaaaaaaaa", and Id like a nice dichotimy to go along too, but my mood shows through the writing.)
and I don't know why.
Hating life,
with no good reason.
I try to merge the fears,
I won't cry.
Creating strife,
with the passing of another season.
(the reason this is so short is I just dont have the will to keep writing this depressing crap, I guess that it just goes with being bi-polar, being pulled in 2 directions. Im prob not even bi-polar, their is prob no such thing, but hey, why do I feel so?)
On the verge of laughter,
and I don't know why.
Loving life,
do I need a good reason?
I surge through the year,
Who cares if I die?
Dropping the knife,
Happily Im here, but is He done?
(im still in a horriffic mood, with no good reason, and I tried to write a nice other half to go with the depressing 1st part, b/c I dont know, I dont want is to be all "look at me, im depressed, waaaaaaaaaaaa", and Id like a nice dichotimy to go along too, but my mood shows through the writing.)
