En blogg om hur det är att vara depressiv, intensiv och impulsiv. Med andra ord hur det är att leva med borderline personlighetsstörning.
måndag, maj 17
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feels like I am wasted,
but havn´t had a taste. Yet
A buzz go troght my brain and
it feels so very lonely.
Try to rest my case and
walk my way straight home.
Still I am holding on
like I have no place else to go
I sould let you go, let you go, let you go.
I sould let you go, but then i call you on you phone
I sould let you go, let you go, let you go.
I sould let you go, but then im right outside you door.
You wont feel suprised when
I´m back. But you will pretend
you play that roll quite well so
I feel like I´m in controll
Then I´ll try to explain
why I changed my mind again
and you will shake you head
as I go right back to you bed
I sould let you go, let you go, let you go.
I sould let you go, but then i call you on you phone
I sould let you go, let you go, let you go.
I sould let you go, but then im right outside you door.
I wake up in the morning
my back & brain feels sore and
my stomac holds that feeling
of mistakes being re rolled
You know those things that I said
they weren't well preperd
so pleace don't be mad
when I get upp and pack my bags
I sould let you go, let you go, let you go.
I sould let you go, but then i call you on you phone
I sould let you go, let you go, let you go.
I sould let you go, but then im right outside you door.
You sould let me go, let me go, let me go.
Next time that I call pleace don´t answer on you phone
You sould let me go, let me go, let me go.
Next time that I call pleace don´t answer on you phone
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