To keep up the image Whatever image we want to portray Because that makes us “strong” in our minds Looking the part of being put together makes us feel like maybe it’s true
Then we get out of the public eye To our safe place Where we fall apart
The glue lets loose And all the pieces come crashing down Piling up on the floor
All the doubt clouds our head It’s enough to suffocate us A battle that’s become so necessary It’s like a part of us But we wish it wasn’t