Like a poke in the brain,
A stab in the head,
A grasp to the heart,
The soul feels dead.
Like a pest in the house,
And a flea you can't itch,
And a fly you can't swat,
Like a car in a ditch.
It's the most horrible thing,
To be fueled by stress,
To put up with the worry,
And pray for the best.
So stress away my dear friends,
Because its an emotion for us teens,
It makes us,breaks us, bends us
And decides whether we're kings or Queens.
I had a headache...so happy reading! :)
YOU ARE READING
From The Bird's Nest
PoetryPoems! Poems! Poems! I might try it because I've seen some pretty darn good ones and I wanna be like those amazing writers! Enjoy. Thanks so much to @Flawsome_me for such a cool cover. Check this profile out! It is amazing!
