I sit alone <br />no time to moan <br />I sit and think <br />About my brink <br />Of emotional stress <br />I feel like a mess <br /> <br />I want to scream and shout <br />I want to stomp about <br />My head is full <br />Of all this bull <br />I cannot grasp <br />On tiny daily task <br /> <br />This emotional tress <br />is making me a complete mess!<br /><br />tiyler durden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/struggling-with-myself/
