Digest the Stress Pill
Don't make me digest the stress pill,
I can't hold,It's getting out of my will;
The world knows how to order,
Just obey them be by hurting mental border;
Keeping them happy gave me remark,
I am dog for them ready to bark;
Spare your work one day,
Don't be mean everytime I say;
Let me live life with mental peace,
Don't break it to see them piece by piece;
Only my death will resist you,
To give abuse from statements which are true.
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