Borderline Personality Disorder
I don't know what to give you this year
and if I try something from the heart, you'll hate it
it's like I'm dealing with two people
a Jekyll and Hyde
and I don't know how to react
to those outbursts or raised hands
that send me sobbing in panic attacks.
Let's just say
things were different
how they were two Christmas's ago
maybe six years in the past
I'd know what you want
and we'd be okay.
But you kinda forced me out the house today
and told me to do something stupid
and to never come back here
and you know what's funny?
That stupid thing would have been the best Father's Day gift
what you've always wanted
me gone forever
even if it means me scattered in pieces on the road somewhere.
let's not forget
you made mom think I'm crazy