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Crazy

if you stop following the rules

they say you have disorder

even if it's just a little bit

and they can't pinpoint who you are to them

borderline personality disorder

everything's either evil, or good

people are placed in categories

to the extreme

then it calms down

it's called

hyper mood swing

bi polar

tri polar

quadruple by pass aint savin me

**** the rules

manic impressive

your diagnosis is depressive

can't handle a little love

a little chat

a little quiet

some existence

you can't see

or feel

hyperbole turned real

is a psychopath's mind

errrr

i'm like a dog on a leash

waitin to bite

the first ************ i see

if he acts up

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