You're my drug fueled fantasy
And all i want is you to dance with me
I'm never coming down
Rather overdose than have a peak
Will you intravenously love me for the right price?
I need your high tonight.
And i just might do anything to feel your bite

In a sea of people
My eyes will
And always
search for you.

Keep them locked up, Dear,
Fight for them when they tear.
Draw in the strings of hope
Pull back those cords of laughter
Dissolve the lines towards love
Pull them back -
                              Take them back!

For barely mended strings make broken promises
Hollow words turn to hollow lives
Faded red lines causes stray searches
But most of all, they bring reality.

For you are My Puppeteer
And when I look back on my strings
I feel the emotions coursing through my veins,
I feel the hooks in my soul irritating my skin
The venom coil before it strikes.

Yes. You are My Puppeteer
And for good or for worse,
The cords are always near.

I'm always alone.
Whether I'm in a crowded room,
Surrounded by bodies of friends or family;
I am always alone.

I'm always lonely.
It doesn't matter if I've got people to talk to,
A shoulder to cry on;
I'm always lonely.

The worst thing about
Being mentally unstable
Isn't knowing you are
But having to live a life like no one else knows.
                                                       (K R W)

Incessant motion,
        Relentlessly back and forth
                Each and every day.