I don’t got a problem with there’s a problem with and it’s that I’m trying to hard to hide it all to protect my dignity I seldom release all my problems and emotions I feel just trying to conceal them like you won’t no That I’m broken with one glance I’ll lose my stance and the secret will be revealed that I’m broken how do I hide that I’m broken hide that I’m broken hid that I’m broken broken broken . People corrupt thought down demise my brains kill a steamm feelings fall over each other I don’t know what o want or why I want it. They get scrambled like an egg at night lay pondering my past mistakes my next mistake my unforgettable mistake. What could it be how will I know it. Sometimes my has to many thought to much input on my life it impacts my anxiety