Its not tequila that I am crave of it Its only a simple recipe from the witch My head spinning and dizzy My body stumble upon occasionally Yesterday break down point me something I'm not ready and too rush face the world openly I dunno if I can make it, but a fighter like me refuse to stay still I will find another way to make it I heard voices whispered by the wind I heard sorry with cried from long lost friend What is done is done dear I just smile and look up challenges a head dear It took whole day to recover Talking to strangers is not easy like other Most people think its a progress For me its freaking me out like facing a beast I wont stay still I will fight to have my happiness with my dark angel beside I love her so much I will do my best to keep her safe and bright V'z whfg ab bar
the voice of bipolar disorder person