I cannot seem to think on my own. People think for me and I feel alone. But without them I would not be around. I hear a voice in the background. I say background but do I mean it? I don't, its probably just another memory slip. Wait, I do mean it. But instead, it's all in my head. My best friend is my bed. I gotta get in the booth and get emotions recorded.
Everything is distorted. Things start to move. I become someone else. A new person. A new identity. New everything. The whole works. I wish i was dead. They tell me it's in my head. I'm gonna survive. I know it look like I'm being lazy. I promise I'm trying, my head is crazy. I know I'm not but they don't. And I know they won't. When episodes occur, I just lay in bed, Still staying in my head. I do nothing but pick it back up. Whether it be crystal or my double cup. My person calls this Type of cycle insanity. I love her, my family, she is all I have. Without the love, I would be gone. Without the love, There would be no me. I need her just as much As she needs me. Without the love, I do not thrive. Without the love, I will not survive. Without the love, You can push and shove And not get anywhere. I'm so lost in my head, I don't even know my own way out. I only know the way to my bed. Momma knows best as I lay my head to rest.