I'm having a horrible time these days,
My mind is a jumble of foggy haze,
I panic over the smallest things,
I jump with a start when the telephone rings...
Don't know what's the matter with me...
I think I might be stressed.
When the tiniest splotch on my kitchen floor
Makes me want to slam my fist thru the door,
When a few dirty plates in the kitchen sink
Make me so angry I can hardly think...
Don't know what's the matter with me...
Think maybe that I'm stressed.
Doesn't take much to make me cry,
Tears flow with no chance to dry,
Hubby looks worn with tired eyes,
Our home is consumed with weary sighs.
Don't know what's the matter with me,
It could be that I'm stressed.
When I glance in the mirror,
I don't like what I see,
I search for the person...
Who used to be me...
Don't know what's the matter with me...
Maybe I AM STRESSED!
Daughter's visits go horribly awry,
Sometimes wonder why we even try,
I feel so helpless, lost and depressed,
But we keep on struggling; put to the test...
Don't know what's the matter with me,
POSSIBLY I'm stressed.
Daughter won't give up the fight,
No matter how wrong; she claims she's right,
I'm feeling beaten and stricken with grief,
Hurting inside without any relief...
Don't know what's the matter with me...
I guess it COULD be stress...
Our family appears dysfunctional...
Mind you---I am no professional,
But what's happening here cannot be good
For anybody's livelihood!
Don't know what's the matter with me...
Do you think I might be stressed??
The pain just doesn't go away,
It's there every morning....it's there all day...
I'm just in one heck of a nasty slump...
But, believe me, I'm trying to get over the hump...
Don't know what's the matter with me,
I believe I'm overly stressed...
My poems usually are better than this...
But it's 1a.m.; and all's amiss,
So if you're wondering where I'm at....
Or why I haven't been to chat....
I KNOW WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH ME....
I AM COMPLETELY STRESSED!!!!!
