Stress

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I'm a swimmer with weights tied around both of his legs,

Emotional baggage is pulling me under I struggle to hold up my head,

I'm a broken scale that's unaware it's crumbling under the weight,

I let everybody just pile it on and they wonder how much I can take,

I'm a lost soul that's always chasing a dream and dreaming of a better place,

Pouring my heart into books and poems, it's my only way to escape,

I'm the father of three who failed miserably to give them the life I had dreamt,

But I'll spend every day tryna give them my best even if it is all I have left.

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