They are why I breath.
They are why my heart still beats.
I know it sounds cliche,
But I really do mean it when I say,
If it was not for my two daughters
I would not be alive today.

Living life outside my mind
Is a struggle everyday.
But the hell that rages within my head
Makes my life an unfair game.
The cards are stacked against me.
Im reminded in many ways.
Plus, bipolar people have a thirty percent
Increased chance of suicide.
At least that's what they say.

But a man can't leave this world
Cannot simply walk away.
When he has two little girls
Who's faces seem to say,
Daddy, please stay.