GO AWAY

I feel terrible everyday, It's affecting what I say, And it won't go away. I just want to be happy, But my situation is crappy, Slap full of issues, I can't afford tissues. I misuse this body, Stress becoming a hobby, A habit I wish I could quit, I'm killing my spirit, Or I sold it for money. Their dollar earns me a penny, While they have plenty, I can't afford any, Taxes devour hourly, Every hour misery, A number in the company. Maybe it just ran from me, Feeling terrible constantly, Instantly ruining my day, Thoughts Get in my way, Awful things I start to say, I wish it would go away, So I could have some energy, Release me from poverty, I AM not their property, This opportunity is mine, I should at least feel fine, For GOD's SAKE!!, I AM DIVINE!