Dear Mania

I wish this upon no one...

I feel like I'm fucking undone...

My brain feels like it's made of glue, worms, and cotton...

My heart feels like it's made of glass shards and chewed gum.

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Some days are marigold,

Some days are black holes.

I don't remember the last time that I laughed,

It feels like a million years ago.

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Dear Mania,

I hope this song doesn't find you well.

I'm at the bottom of the box that you keep on the shelf.

Dear Mania,

Is this a good day or just another delusion?

Are these thoughts my thinking or just your intrusion?

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I feel like flying...

I feel like crying...

I feel like fucking...

I feel like dying...

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Where the hell am I goin'?

I feel so goddamn broken.

Don't know if I'm pretendin'

My sanity's been stolen.

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Dear Mania,

It's just the bitch you keep tryin' to kill,

You're still fucking here even after I took the pill.

Dear Mania,

This doesn't feel like sunshine and oceans,

I'm a bubblegum machine full of too many damn emotions.

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I feel like flying...

I feel like crying...

I feel like fucking...

I feel like dying...

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I feel like nothing...

I don't feel anything...

I feel like nothing...

I am nothing...

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Dear Mania,

Will I ever be some kind of happy?

Will you ever let me have any kind of peace?

Dear Mania,

You are a part of me, not all of me...

I am not you, I am not my disease.

I am not you, I am not my disease.