Being a bipolar type is hard.

Paying the price, wallowing in the mud.

I'm not messed up

Nor am not in the right head

But you suddenly gave attention

And I was blown by the tension.

You make me sick, but are you also my cure?

To make it worse, please don't recall.

I've had enough, save your call.

I tried to find another

But ended up consulting father.

He's deep in the ground already

But I'm too upset to notice really

That I'm just being crazy

Talking to nobody.

Please don't make me fall for you again.

I'm pleading besides, what would I gain?

A hopeless case?

A love that I can never chase?

What is to become of me then?

A lost one, counting ten?

I played hide and seek to find you

But unfortunately, it lead me to disown you.

A medicine is what I want to take

Not a stereotype, to worsen my state

But instead of thinking

I am now in the verge of answering.

I want everything to be let out.

I feel so alone, so randomly about

And then there's you

But are you my cure?

Unless I want to be sure

I have to be reckless again if I might add

And wander during lost nights, dreaming bad.

Why can't I just find another?

Is fate really my owner?

To woe and make me suffer?

I've had enough of this.

Stop, I don't want to show my tears

And heighten my hated fears.

Is it really the wrong thing

To love and not to fling

You, my dearest

If I may, but my heart aches

To watch you from afar

With another one

In the same car

You used to drive with.

Everywhere, in every part of my body

Bleeds, and it hurts so badly

To see you smile genuinely

And I know that it's not for me.

Do I need to get hurt just for loving you?

It is okay for me, if you'll be okay, too

Because everything's fine

As long as your face can shine.

Help me please

To get out of this mess

And locate me at the right place. Where I can call it a home

Without a doubt, I won't be alone.

Everything has its own price.

I'm with you, and I can fall again like a dice.

I can't bring me to forgive myself

And a book falls into the wrong shelf.

I hope someone can read me though

And help find my cure

Which I can never be so sure.

Please don't make me fall for you again.

I'm pleading besides, what would I gain?

A hopeless case?

A love that I can never chase?