Stressed Out

always tired never free
people should pay me for what they need
always telling
never asking

they always say do this and do that
maybe one day i should get them back
never telling them how  I feel 
maybe I should just go live on a hill

all tucked away from the world
maybe I should just twirl 
go and turn tyme around 
then when they are done i'll be in the ground
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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