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I don't expect my brain
To hold out as it's abused
I'm caught in self destruction
Everytime I'm accused

You always tell me "I've changed"
Well guess what I have to say
Do you know what it's like
To change who you are twice a day?

"Prone to dramatic mood swings,
So don't be surprised when she breaks"
Speaking as though I'm not here
Like an inferior mistake.

Never truly happy
Just driven by obsession
"She'll have episodes of extreme joy
Followed by manic depression."

When I've so many episodes
I can't give an introduction
Inconsistent? Self-deprocating?
So close to self-destruction

I used to think I had a me
That I might eventually be found
I realized I left long ago
Leaving a battle ground

"Self abusive, insomniac,
These are all just normal signs.
It's incurable, but managable,
An easy read between the lines."

How can it be normal
Not to be able to sleep
A mind on a treadmill
Eyes that always weep

And many different me's
Packed into one same girl
Who always sheds tears
Which hurt as they uncurl

Taking steps away from reality
Crossing this mental border
Scared of what I'm doing
But I'm run by a bipolar disorder