Bipolar

I want to scream, I want to run

I want to shout 'I'm alive' it's fun

To think about it.

I'm trying to be legit

I'm hungry for more

I want to touch the stars for

Real, not just imagining it

I want to laugh I want to cry

I want to see everything with my eyes

I'll bring down the clouds

Demolishing it with my high

Spend every dime

And I want to fly to Italia

I guess I'm in my hypomania