Talk

When you have a bad day, can't cope any longer

You're weak and you're wobbly, wish you were stronger

When lying in bed is your choice recreation

Until happiness is your poorest relation

When you're feeling bruised, brittle, so close to breaking

Each step you're attempting's the toughest you're taking

When your stomach's knotted, too tight to be undone

Then lighten that huge load

By talking to someone