Why am I so stressed?
Why am I so worried?
Why am I this way?
I know.
It's because of my family.
The conflict never stops
Divorces, after all, aren't easy
It's because of money
1 penny, 2 penny, 3 penny.
We don't have a lot to spare
It's because of school
Taking all advanced classes is tiring
It's why I don't leave the house
It's because of you
You unknowingly stress me out to the max
It isn't the things you do, it's the things that could happen to you
It's because I'm over protective of you
What could happen plagues my mind
I couldn't live with myself if something bad happened to you
That's why I'm this way.
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Just Thinking
PoetryI'm just, well, thinking. These are late night thoughts that don't leave my mind, so I just write them down. Whether any of them make sense is up to you.
