So, my mind is swimming and swimming.

When all of a sudden, I’m happy.
            I’m not alone anymore, I’m happy.

A few months go by and I’m like a colored picture
                          Of a taunted toddler.

I’m slowly becoming what I used to be.

Then, it all hits me at once,
Again.

My body is drowning, my mind is aching,
                 I have to start taking
                   Medication again,
                                        Only, not for fun.

Either way, I’m tripping like Alice in Wonderland
           And forgetting things like Dory.

               I’m sleeping like Beauty,
I can’t stop thinking about DeJaBlue.
      Everyday feels like De Ja Vu.

And now I have to go to the hospital if
          I shake too much.

               I don’t know what I’m doing
                              Anymore.

This isn’t Prozac Nation.

           So why are you torturing me?

And this was supposed to be the end, but I just
Saw you and tears are fogging my glasses, my
           Nail polish is chipped and I hate
                 You so much, but I still
                            Love you.