Every day,
i find a new way,
to fight this fight that wants to take my life.
my brain is a mess
of mixed wires and frayed ends
most days i feel like running
put me infront of a wheel and wait till the gas goes
but to sit and think,
if this problem wasnt affecting my head,
would i run from it like this?
if my leg was broke would i go on
if my heart was failing would i still wake day to day
but when the problem makes my thoughts a mess
and turns sun rays into dark days
ive started to think
im not running
its kidnapping me