Momma, I’m Not Doing Well

Well I almost choked, I almost slipped and fell
I was close to letting go underneath the swell
But there's someone else who needs me more
Than I need myself
Yeah momma, I'm not doing well

I'm sure things seem fine as far as you can tell
But the truth is not as comfortable as what you tell yourself
I wish you could see through my eyes
A darker shade of pale
Momma, I'm not doing well

The bells are breaking where the clapper strike and wail
And stress can crack a solid man
The best that's ever built
A foundation made of confidence
Is not the place I dwell
So momma, I'm not doing well

And I can't bare to have you see me now
It's been two weeks maybe more
Since I left the house
Is it cold or am I sick?
Can you hear me calling now?
Momma, I'm not doing well