Diagnosed with mentally afflicting conditions/ Why I'm often covered in depression/ Fighting with addiction/ Suffacating conversations with judgemental complications/ Everyday Im waking up to a handful of medications/ It's embarrassing/ I promise from this moment now until my cremation to always make the best decision/ Despite whatever the caution might be to reach the desired life position/ Someone should have mentioned all the implications psychotic intentions have on relations/ Like the one between myself and all other human beings currently visiting/ Why I'm regularly checking out in day dreams of beautiful poetry that speaks/ Only problem being I'm unable to sometimes distinguish reality in the things I'm seeing/ So Im sorry for everyone that's sat through this psychotic rollercoaster, please don't let it be the me you remember/ Just think, that's my life to own except I often have to experience it alone/ I promise I didn't know the severity until just recently/ What I dont get is why nobody stopped to explain it/ My thoughts I knew were never right, which is why I put them on paper every night/ Finding comfort in the empty white when I write/ Putting my thoughts together every time I make rhymes for these poetry lines/ Made up by this one of a kind mind I sometimes can't find/ Remembering memories of a misery that inspires artistry/ Crafting my poetry from this hearts history/ Pieces of beautifully painted rhymes hidden within nameless poem lines/ The portrait of a forgotten poet coloured forever in this moment/ Doing this is the only thing holding together this cracked barrier/ Around this mind that's mentally unstable covered with an RX label/ Questioning moments if I might be psychotic/ Turning against myself with a straight jacket/ Lock set with the sunset, this I've come to accept/