Why am i like this?
Why me? Why why why..

That's all i ever ask myself.
Why this, Why that.
Why why why.

Perhaps thats why your leaving.
Perhaps that's why all the others left.
Because WHY wouldn't you?

Why why why..

Days spent inpatient
Couldn't save me from me
Years spent in treatment
Failing to set me free
Dozens of medications
Just to be told it's BPD
Hundreds of coping mechanisms
Yet you still won't believe
I've worn myself out trying
To fight for a release.

Draw a breath,
Let it out,
Another in,
Another out.

Asphyxiate,
Suffocate,
There's always time to medicate.

To live your life in a haze,
Does it count? Just a phase?

Time's running out,
Mind full of doubt.
Catch me quick,
I'm getting sick.

if you get to know me
you'll regret it