Stress is a Bitch
Stress is a Bitch
Maleek Mayers
Stress is a bitch,
It’s like an unbearable itch,
No matter how much you scratch,
It never ceases to latch....
Latch onto you like a leach,
Thus, the never-ending nuisance makes you wanna drink bleach...
Stress is bad,
Stress is good,
It could make you weaker,
It could make you stronger...
To handle stress,
Ask: “what’s causing this mess?”
Don’t falter,
But alter.... your view,
Instead of looking at everything as a whole,
Understand that this stress wants to prevent you from attaining your goal...
You gotta find that happy place,
And put a smile on that face...
Break it down,
Rip it apart piece by piece,
Then it will drown,
Then you can finally release.
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