A normal person would find this hard to percive,

To wake up every day with a mental disease.

every racing thought and action make it harder to breathe,

why wont this burden just get up and leave?

to complete a simple action takes more than an hour,

every mistake feels like the falling twin towers.

no motivation to work so they call me a coward,

mental state so delicate like the leaves of a flower.

situations occur and i want to run,

when a normal person is just sitting there having fun.

no way to socialize without my thoughts weighing a ton,

its like watching a game but being blinded by the sun.

so to try to forget about my mental state,

i tried using drugs to self medicate.

alls it did was make everyone hate,

messed up my life, and dumped more on my plate.

if only i could go back in time,

never try drugs or commit a crime.

be a great person and follow the straight line,

i probably wouldnt be writing this ryme.

although serious mistakes were made,

i can only take it day by day.

deal with my issues in my own way,

life is a blessing no matter how hard you have to play.