Stress
A rat trapped in a cage
Trying to run away,
Scurrying left and right,
The light shines too bright,
Like lightning.
It’s too hard to face the music.
Too much going on- No! It’s too confusing!
Keep twisting and turning
And I’ll blow a fuse.
At this point, all I can do is lose.
I just cry,
No point in asking why.
I look up to the sky,
And just look back down.
Can’t help but feel like I’m about to drown.
You ask why I frown,
You want a smile on my face?
Well then fill me with happiness
For the sad to be replaced.
I don’t think I can take
This game of tug-of-war.
I want to hide myself,
And just lock the door.
I got you telling me this,
Got them telling me that,
Got Him telling me to just stay where I’m at.
Well, What does it all mean?
I just want to scream!
Wish it was all a dream,
But a nightmare it seems.
It’s just so unfair!
To make a choice, I’m too scared.
I feel like pulling my hair,
But I want help, I swear
I just don’t want to care,
Wish I could be carefree,
But hey, if I were, would I really still be me?
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