Me and my anxiety, We’re friends now. I’ve spent so much time with you, Might as well shake hands.
Me and my sleep disorder, We’re friends now. The bags under my eyes Are just part of the outfit.
Me and my fear of driving, We’re friends now. I grip the wheel, While everyone else becomes a threat.
Me and my eating disorder We’re friends now. Hunger feels like control, And silence tastes like victory.
Me and my multiple personalities, We’re friends now. At least I’m never alone, I kinda like them.
Me and my bipolar, We’re friends now. Two versions of me Taking turns with the microphone.
Me and my schizophrenia, We’re friends now. I talk to the shadows, And Granger always listens.
But me and my depression.. We’re not friends. I’m tired of your weight, Of waking up with you sitting on my chest. You don’t talk, you just stay. And I’m so **** sick of you.
Shared disorders. We all have a roommate that we don’t wanna be with.