In the 1950s woulda gotten a lobotomy
Back in 2016 learned my liver might have atrophy
Duality of mind sometimes I ride this manic energy
Realized overtime that my addictions slowly killing me
Was born this way, a disease in my brain
Not prepared for a life filled with pain
Age 4 discovered it, 8 hours a day
Playing video games, I was going insane
Didn't start to swing till age 15
Biopolar tendencies would form the best me
Never felt a need to sleep
Till one week, things got bleak, in my room to retreat
Normalized the lows and the highs
Figured part of living was this volatility
Mind was racing needed to escape to get by
Staring at the mirror the image leading me to vomiting
Stubborn boy, needed a savior
Cry for help, dangerous behavior
Asked for support in the nick of time
Wasn't living but he should've died
If he could see himself as other people saw him
Maybe he'd acknowledge all the progress
Pressure to be great caused a devastating fate
Driven far by all his hate, but was left with so much shame
Hope is simply a mindset
Spineless, frightened, Ooooo I'm crying
Wasn't living was surviving
Now I'm my own pilot flying
Had to take the wheel
Took a lotta lows before I started to heal
Misery loves company i'm lovely f*ckin company
So things got really ugly before I solved the mystery
Woulda got away with it too
Lower the bar, cuz life's f*ckin hard
Surrendering fear is all I can do
Don't reach for the stars, enjoy who you are