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Today I think I’m happy, but tomorrow I may be sad
You see my life is good, but on the other hand it’s bad
This world is full of bliss, but it’s also full of pain
One moment I feel fine and the next I’m quite insane

My dear what did you expect? I’m not made up of anymore
Were you after a sane mind perhaps? Different from what you’d seen before?
My mind is no longer mine you see, for I fear we've been invaded!
Not least a little overrun, which leaves my soul negated

And the drugs can only get you so far
Trapped. On desolate land and it’s not that you stand
Alone
Looking for an answer
But the answer doesn't come so it’s another left to be undone
Alone again no doubt
And you can scream and shout, for what it’s worth

So today I’m gonna find a cave, one in which to hide
Contain all this torment I’m supposed to keep inside
But one thing must be said, in which I promise not to lie
Cyclothymia isn't hell on earth but mental suicide