I stress
I stress because I’m not perfect
I stress because I’ve never been good enough
I stress because I’m alone
I stress because I have no home
I stress because all odds are against me
I stress when you’re not with me
I stress because mentally I’m not free
I stress because I’m me
Yes my bad days outweigh my good days
So I have to fake a smile and pretend
Everything is fine when the truth is.....
I’ve finally let go
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