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