Saturday; 'Get Out Of Bipolarity Free' Day

Signs point to ‘no’ and that’s just the answer I was looking for
Sarcastically I can turn my head but it changes nothing
I try, I fail and I’m costing myself everything. All my potential.
I’m better at dying than I am at living.
No crash, you need to achieve flight for that to occur.
Just burn, all the time. All the time since sixteen.
The pride…oh the pride
Isn’t it crazy? Isn’t it funny how now I can say
I’ll have another month of this and then I’ll be back
Then I’ll be back to no sleep, fluent smiles that are only half fake
And tomorrow marks, “This will be better.”
One more month, one more month. Can’t wait for Saturday.
When I’m down, I attack myself
I can’t promise myself anything, I can’t not fight myself
When I’m like this, when the doors are all open
And I just happen to be immobile
I think I just gave up on being young
I can’t look forward to it, to the future
I can’t see myself living after death when I’ve never been alive,
When I’ve never really been happy for more than 2 weeks

I just can’t wait for Saturday
When my ups and downs will be smoothed out
I just can’t wait for Saturday
I envy the girl I see in my dreams, my new dreams
She lives in Saturday
Where everything is okay.
I told her last night, I am done with Saturday.
I can’t wait for tomorrow.

Saturday; 'Get Out Of Bipolarity Free' Day

Jascie Epinn

Joined January 2009

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Artist's Description

Bipolarity
Solarity
Kinda scary
My tongue is hairy
Tea doesn’t calm you down
My head, it pounds
I can’t wait for tomorrow

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