Yea I’m mentally ill, I can finally say I feel like the stigma of one gone insane
and each day
I live in this pain
I see little opportunity to escape
The malfunctions of my brain
Obsession and distraction the only way
I can catch a break
but once it’s over
I’m back to being broken
I can feel the tension from my brain on my shoulders
and I told myself I’d finally be open
to honor a legacy
but this sadness inside of me
makes me wonder if that was meant to be
I can’t take on my friends how can I society?
It’s a back and forth
Up and down
I feel forced
to the ground.
So high then so below
distressing my soul
I’m so cold
Im constantly at this conjunction
and I don’t make the best of judgements
as to which way to go.
There’s this imbalance in my brain
I’m mentally ill, yea, I can finally say
I’m so drained
Medicated to be sane
but nothing makes the extremities go away.
Stuck in these episodes
Told to stop
Just let it go
but all the talk
Feels so much worse
This illness so intense and acute
every emotion hurts
All I can say is God is laughing and being cruel.
Told to look at the good
think of the positives
and I wish I could
but you’re searching for an optimist
That’s just not me
I’m mentally ill, yea I can finally say
but maybe I shouldn’t have revealed
my imbalances and malfunctions everyday.