I lose it everyday
somewhat different
but always the same
as strange as this sounds
forever up, never down
it's a scared place to be
a walk inside of me
the mania never stops
this moods complex plots
like I'm yelling at me
with breath tied up in knots
being unable to scream
your grips to extreme
being host to your cause
you have left me so lost
as your castaway
I lie and I waste...