I thought it'd be fun. Then as time marched, And the minutes evolved into hours, You became more and more unraveled. With each accusation, Each ******, and broken finger point, Each hesitant choice, You untie the knot You've so carefully spent Your entire life Trying to tie. Maybe if you stopped hanging about Like a broken string tied to a ceiling fan We could band together and become the rope You can use to drop this terrible anchor Forcing you under.
An autoimmune of a nation, why are you letting your wrath stemmed from crisis burst open like lysosomes? Why do you digest yourself and one of your own? Don't you take pride when the one who has the same nation weaved on his skin uplifts the wavering flag of your land?
Why would you mute and suppress them rather than water them, like the beautiful nature that blooms from your own ground? Why would you steal and harm your brothers and sisters, letting your mentality succumb to toxic-narrow confinements?
I have two faces, but I'm not two-faced.. just wait and I'll explain. Bipolar is my mental state.. in which I try to maintain. I'm either up or down, no in-between.. I have the highs and lows. Stressful situations weigh heavy on me.. my mind in need of repose. Black or white, no grey in sight.. not a happy medium to find. It's severe depression, or manic aggression.. or possibly both combined..
You’d think that when your life flashes right in front of your eyes That it would be just that
But no, it goes on longer Longer that the flash of the headlights that had almost hit you Longer than the short life you’ve lived thus far Long enough to teach you that you haven’t taken life in your direction
“Choose the ones you love” “Choose your future” “Choose life”
The ******’s monologue in its theatrical delivery pulled you out of the anxiety So you drive home Physically unharmed Emotionally rewired
Choose life Suppose I’ll have to change it?
I was almost hit this night by a drunk driver. Thank **** a collision was avoided.