s-t-r-e-s-s

s-t-r-e-double s
times 3
too much shit going on around me
need to e-s-c-a-p-e
gotta find a space away from everything
this shit has me rhyming like a child
i'd rather s-k-i-p a double dutch rope
till my knees get weak
cuz you know i'm not as young as i used to be
wishing i could just get away
and smile from the simple things
like a candy ciggarette that you thought was so cute
had to blow do damn hard into it just to get it's full use
but whatever back to my current dillemma
or rather the worlds
cuz this seems to be an epidemic
a U.S.A created sickness that a large percent of the world can not let go of
stress
overwhelming my mind
overflowing thoughts and emotions rushing through
breaking away the pre-existing damn that there once was
and causing my walls to break
to fall and lose their place
and now i'm all fkd up
can't see up even when i've got my back to the floor
someone please extend your hand to me
grab hold of my dead weight and bring me back to life
help me stand when my feet hit the cold ground

...i need to finish...