You know everyone has doubts.
Doubts, about your sanity they shout.
Doubts you’re nothing but a burn-out.
Bouts. You think, asking for help is a cop-out.
So you wait day-in day-out.
And you function and block it out.
Hoping you’ll know when to bow out.
So you better watch-out.
You hope you can correct your route.
Or slow the bout.
The black-out or the break-out?
But for now you hideout.
You think you’ll know when to punch-out!
Before they decide to rub you out.