Manic

One day I'm up, next day I'm down, I fly from dusk to dawn. The paranoia seizes me, the nightmares carry On. I'm looking on the bright side. You're looking from the wrong side. You really don't know inside. My deepest dreams at night. There is no way out and yes, the die Is cast again. Between the line and razor edge there crystallizes The end. I'm looking on the dark side. You're looking from the outside. You'll never know what's inside. I fade to erase what you find. I Know what I do. I'm feeling so fine now. Sorry I worried You. From the truly I'm okay, I thought today I Haven't had drink or seen agent. Yes, I feel it good today in which I'm Never sick with grief the catalyst. There is no way out and I can never Be my friend. The enemy I fear is me, so where does It all end?