Stress
Stress you out, it's what I do
You say no, can it be true?
Lately I'm falling, and talking to you
But I know that I'm just making you blue.
Now I said stop, talk I will not
But believe me, I'm still distraught.
Sick with stress and filled with fear,
I shake with anxiety when you come near.
It hurts me to know that I've brought you down
How can I smile when I need to frown?
Trust me, I am sorry for what I have caused.
I'm only a kid, lonely and lost.
