Everything that was made me everything I am
Everything in time made me write this rhyme
Everything's a child sleeping deep in my mind
Everything im not made me everything I am.
Everything introverted is everything I am
Everything poetic is everything expressive
Everything normally is manic reality
Everything crazy is depressive fantasy
It turns pain to joy like water to wine
It turns thoughts to words in poems sublime
Ill make fame a fool she'll fall to the floor
I isolate myself to make sense of life no more
For why do I cry without a reason why
Why does God speak and have a need of me
Why do I laugh with no joking staff
Everything I lack made me everything I am.
Cause no way can explain the way I am
I only feel pained for the victims of lithium
like tears from the sun to quench this crush
Im in love with a mixed sorrow everything I am.
Mythical_Poet
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