Stressed

This is such a stange poem and it’s really weird. I was bored when I wrote this. Please give honest opinions. ~Faith of the Fallen

Overworked again
Head ready to burst
The workload piling
This is a first

Stressing out
I’m stressed again
Throbbing blood
Pounding then

Stressin’, stressin’
I’m losing my mind
Losing myself
Not doing fine

Overworked still
Pounding head
Stressing out
Seeing I’m dead

Piling work overload
Hazard to health
Gonna be fine
Bust out stealth