Don't ask me to describe myself, I'll give you all the wrong answers

I SHOULD LIVE IN THE ARCTIC, I’M SO BIPOLAR. 

BUT EVEN THERE I’D NEVER BE ABLE TO DECIDE WHETHER I LOVE PENGUINS OR JUST THE IDEA OF THEM. 

IGLOOS OR JUST THE THOUGHT OF LIVING IN ONE.

I AM EVERY CROSS DRESSER YOU'VE EVER KNOWN. 

I AM MIXED SIGNALS AND WRONG DIRECTIONS. 

I LOVE TOO DEEPLY AND THEN NOT ENOUGH. 

ATTACH EASILY, WORRY OFTEN, REJOICE HARDLY.

I AM THE ALCOHOL THAT PUMPS IN YOUR VEINS. 

THE 10TH TIME YOU’VE TRIED TO QUIT SMOKING, AND EVERY RELAPSE IN BETWEEN.

I AM COLD SHEETS AND NIGHTMARES ON SLEEPLESS NIGHTS. 

THE FEAR IN YOUR MOTHERS EYES WHEN SHE REALIZES YOUR DOING IT WRONG, THAT YOUR LIFE IS WORSE THAN YOUR FATHERS WHEN SHE MET HIM.

I’M THE HURRICANE THAT DESTROYED NEW ORLEANS. 

THE TRIGGER THAT ENDED LIVES AT COLUMBINE. 

I BREAK HEARTS AND WAGE WARS. T

HE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR GRANDFATHERS FACE AND THE THIRD TIME YOU PASSED HIS GRAVE.

I’M THE SADNESS THAT CREEPS IN ONLY AT THE HOURS THAT ARE TOO EARLY TO BE MORNING BUT TOO LATE TO BE NIGHT. 

I’M THE INDECISIVE B***H THAT CAN NEVER FIGURE OUT IF SHE WANTS YOU OR NOT.

NEEDS YOU OR WISHES YOU GONE. 

MISSES YOU OR HATES YOUR EMPTY SOUL. 

SCRAPED KNEES, BURNT BRIDGES, BRUISED KNUCKLES. 

I AM THE DEMONS THAT THREATEN YOUR CHILDREN, THE PEER PRESSURE YOU WARNED THEM ABOUT. RUPTURED BLOOD VESSELS AND HOSPITAL BEDS. 

CORRUPTED GOVERNMENT AND BLACKENED LUNGS. 

I AM THE JOY THAT ONLY COMES WHEN MELANCHOLY IS WELCOMED.

I AM THE BAD EXAMPLE THAT CHILDREN ARE TAUGHT NOT TO TURN INTO BY A SCHOOL THAT DOESN’T GIVE A F**K ABOUT THEIR LIVES, BUT MORE ABOUT THEIR GPA.

SEX DRUGS AND ROCK N ROLL. 

RIDING WITH THE TOP DOWN, NOT A CARE IN THE WORLD. 

THE LIFE I’VE BEEN GIVEN IS BAD TIMING AND MISCOMMUNICATION IN A NUTSHELL. 

THE ARGUMENTS THAT LINE YOUR BEDROOM WALLS. 

THE CRYING THAT COMES AFTER IT’S OVER. 

I AM ALL OF THIS, THE WARS THAT ARE FACED EVERYDAY. 

BUT I’M SORRY TO SAY THIS IS ONLY HALF OF MY HEART, ONLY THE PART I NEVER SHOW. 

THIS IS THE REAL ME.