It's starting again. Those feelings inside. And I wonder this time, how long I'll make them hide. I nearly broke myself around this time last year. And you were always in a constant state of fear I don't want you to worry. I don't want you to be sad But I think you need to know. It's starting to get bad. It started even before we left. And I tried to shut it down I figured that some time away would help turn it around But my minds a blur and I can't think straight And I wish that you could somehow relate. So don't worry about me, but I think you should know I'm wondering if I'll make it to the end of the show