My lines haven’t been so strong lately
They wobble and my hands shake
And I’m a billion feet off the ground
Walking on a tight rope
Risking it all
Writers torture themselves you know
Everybody knows it
I think I went too far
The doctor gave me some pills
To heal the monsters in my mind
Thousands of them running around
Cowardly little bipolar army

Balance is key
I keep saying
Especially on tightropes

But you can only walk in the sky
For so long