okay today's the day
The day I say I'm done
This is getting old
I'm tired of this rerun
Make up your freaking mind
you like me or you hate me
Choose a freaking side
I'm tired of the constant divide
I'm sick of everyone]
Taking their shit out on me
Sick and tired of
Being stress relief
God damn why can't you just
See the real me
I'm not this struggling girl
She doesn't define me
Neither does the fact
That I'm bipolar
I mean seriously
I have no ill with you
Just because I don't fit your shoe
The shoe of standards you seem to keep adding to
I'm getting sick of your bipolar attitude
I mean seriously
Make up your fucking mind
Why oh why
Must you try
To ruin everything
Why oh why
Must you piss me off to the brink
I'm sick of the games you constantly play
With my emotions
Te bull shit
Why can't you fucking make up your GOD DAMN MIND!
I'm done with this bull shit
No more ms nice
I'm just gonna plaster on
That fake smile
But inside as your bipolar goes
My heart will explode
I hope your happy now
I'm tired of this pain
Make up your freaking mind
Or else I will erase
Myself from your lives
Everyone's but his
So good luck
And goodbye
I'm done
