Who on earth could live with me?
Who on earth would stay?
My mind is a clockwork toy,
Wound up throughout the day.
I have wild highs and lows
Depression and anxiety
A mind that never slows
A place I cannot flee.
In my mind you'll meet
Altogether, five of me
Each of us are separate,
With a different personality.
On a constant rotate,
With inconsistent shifts
Who can cope with insanity?
Can anyone love me?
