Can't Stand With It, Can't Stand Without It
You can be a real pain at times
coming whenever you feel like it and make me feel
small, worthless, tired,
I have enough problems already
why do you have to make more for me?
Because it helps, it keeps me focus?
You give me headaches like all the blood is rushed to me head
I don't want to think about what I would do with you gone
because I'm afraid if I do, I'll do something to make you go
and when your gone, I'll feel
sad, sluggish, depressed,
I don't want to feel you in my head but I don't want the other
feeling. It's scary and sufficating, not like you, Stress.
I can live with your frustration, now stop pounding my head.
I'm trying to write.
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