Young Lady,

I know you are stressed,
But do not fret over being the best.

You are stressing too much,
And it's pressing on you so much
That you are begging for a crutch.

Young Lady, in this life,
You cannot carry this much strife
Because it can cut you like a knife.

Good grades and college are our common goal,
But all of the stress is taking a toll
On your role.

You have a part to play,
But it should not be the price to pay
For you to face a busy day.

Relax, and take a breath.
Do not let stress be your death.

Sincerely, A Wise Woman