Stressed Poem by sapphire santiago

its amazing how one person can feel
so much anger within themselves
but not so much towards themselves more like towards life
its amazing how many times i question gods actions
its amazing how i question myself with the same question everyday and never have the answer
why do i dwell on my father?
everytime i look at that question im speechless
i think about my past and frown
i think about taking him down to the ground
6 feet under
i dont feel angry anymore, i feel a massive amount of disappointment
and due to that feeling i get depressed
i cant stop thinkin anymore, and its something called stress