Breakout.

You can see this on my face,
It's all for you.
The more and more I take,
I break right through.
Therapy still scares me,
Putting me on my back again.
I may be crazy, little frayed around the ends.
One of these days I'll phase you out.
Burn it in the blast off watching me crawl away.
Try to get out. Try to get out!