The doctors say its fine

They say its all good

My life is on fire

"They just say what they should!"

 

It's clear the worlds changing

It looks like its getting better

But the voice screams "Time for hanging"

The world screams "To the letter!"

 

When the day starts 

Im flying

When it end's I am dying

I just want to know the cause that's underlying

 

I want to be smart

I want to get better

But all I ever hear is the voice scream

"Look in you're heart. You know that you'll never!"

 

The mania is powerful

The voice screams, "We're god!"

The mood drops so quickly.

Reality knows I'm not.

 

I've earned nothing 

My inheritance is curse

My anxiety is plotting

I live off an empty purse.

 

The pain is so great 

That i feel like im dying

Remorsful at my plate

Powers that be!

Show me what's underlying