Stress

it hurts, it pains me every day I make bad decisions, to keep it from coming for me it's like when you fill up a water bottle and you lose focus then I explode it comes out, when I don't see it coming stress it's something that I cannot control even when life's may finally be good she makes it great and that's hard to take but that's just how we roll sometimes we chat all night long even when I plead guilty she never goes away I can fly across the earth and she will still find me I keep pushing her away she'll never stay stress she's built inside of me if I throw her away she always comes back