Stress
Stress
In my chest
Rising upwards and down
I take deep breaths
But stress never disgests
it merely sits on the top
Waiting for you to explode
I hold everything in
Cause I'm not the type
who wears her emotions
on her sleeve
But I can fall apart
Just like a broken heart
Once stress builds
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