"Manic"
So many books and so much paper
But not enough words in my heart
To fill them all up I've emptied my cup
And I can’t find a good place to start
I’m manic
I’m panic
I’m spastic
I’m plastic
I’m screaming
I’m dreaming
I’m nothing
I am
So many memories and so much forgotten
The pictures were all torn and burned
Winters and summers and summers and winters
Forever the seasons they turn
I’m losing
I’m winning
I’m crying
I’m grinning
I’m screaming
I’m dreaming
I’m nothing
I am

Manic