expectations
Stress - tormentor of my dreams
I stay up all night,
It causes me anxiety
My back begins to slouch
Lack of sleep
eyes become darker
Could it be deadly?
I’m pushed too much
What’s the rush
My expectations are set too high
Not quite to inspire but succeed
The thought of stress
Makes me angry
I get panicky
What if
What if I can’t do it
Can’t do the things they expect of me.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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