Stress

by jojo   Feb 21, 2010


I stress about the small things
Issues that are overlooked
I worry about them all
Anxiety gets me hooked

I stress about the small stuff
I know it will come back to haunt
But my mind is playing games
And I am the one they taunt

If something embarrassing comes my way
My mind will analyze each part
I stay up late at night
Believing my world is torn apart

People think I’m calm
When really I melt inside
All the fear and judgment
Is what I try to hide

So even overlooked moments
That people tend to disregard
Remember just one thing
These moments leave me scarred

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