You might be right!
But deep in my heart I know you're not
What you see is just another side of me
You call it creativity and see it as a good thing
But for me it's a different matter
It's the manic part that's inside me
And there is nothing good or positive about it
So you might be right but I know you're wrong
Therapy was never good for me
Pills and meds never worked for me
Self medication took the best out of me
I became my own worst enemy
A hollow shell of a broken man
Nothing really worked for me
So I just gave up on everything
Left it all behind and vanished Into the void of my own mind
I became a ghost and there is really nothing left of me!
Who is that staring at me Blood red eyes a soulless smile so familiar!! So twisted and tormented I see the fear, the scars, the smell of dec...
