Ms. Stress

So much for the much needed ‘stress free’
You know, those times when it’s just me
And not the weight of the world
Not the hard work of healing my society

But it don’t exist
Instead, reformation has become the replacement
Of my me time
My allotted 15 30 45 minute, one hour lunch and the bathroom break in between time

Like energizer shoots a commercial
Since we just don’t know when to quit
But we can’t see ourselves in this sick
and twisted up Universe
Because I’m breaking out of earth's hell to sing my verse
And I didn’t get to practice or rehearse
My lines
Had to perform life impromptu
Because they keep taking away my me time.

So I got to take all I got
Take all I have
and work with and make due
Since the moments before this show when I was supposed to know what to do,
Was snatched away like a cradle becomes the grave
Of all those now living
But I keep praying
Keep on believing and hoping and wishing
That this stress
That keeps me messed up
This mess that keeps my shoulders tensed up
And this stress that keeps my eye brows furrowed up
And this stress that keeps my hair messed up
And this stress that keeps my blood pressure high
Proves worth it in the end
Since they don’t know when to quit
Cutting into my me time