My confession is

My confession is

I have never thought I would like it that way
bipolar can never be treated
Like my life my brain is spiralled and the moment u are addicted to thinking a lot
you once plan the plot to revenge
you are already tying a knot on the death note.

Maybe there is no use trying?
I feel weird the inner voice is draining out of me
why is the world acting all against me
where is the mercy of god.

All the memories are playing back
the unclassified stories in my life.
social anxiety
unchased dreams
betrayal and conflict
unrecognized dreams
unexamined choices
lack of articulation

feeling like you are living just to get a barely pass
just to catch up that last breathe.