blackened bile as I sit here on the floor
another bottle adds to the mythos and lore
one more hand slap away
another tale to grow old set in present day
growing older isn't what it used to be
instead of cherishing my youth i'm cherishing my misery
watching the minute hand go slow
slower and slower every day
my blues have chased my cares away
but who really cares anyway
it could be you but i know its not you
colder and colder every year
the tracks of your tears just disappear and fade away
left to another day
you say manic depressive episodes dont happen for any reason they just happen and they change with the season
will you stil love me in august?
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