Stress Poem by Lost Sierra
Stress
I look left
I look right
I thought it gave up the fight
But there it is
Stress is there
Is just popped up out of the middle of no where
Since stressed has appeared
My stomachs in knots
Tears like ran
Running around like taz
Can’t sleep
Can’t eat
Can’t stand still
Thing to be done there
Things to be done here
Where to start?
Where to start?
Not that stress has left
It has left me a mess.
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