My mind is to jumbled to think
Thoughts are not my friend in this moment nor in the few passing
He sees me and annoyance arises
In utter dismay, I am covered in sewage
For my heart feels rotten
What is it that I have done?
Can't you clearly see the stress your giving on my face
Anxiety, ooh I feel it coming
Breathing with closed lungs
Terrified of what will come next
Please don't make me hate you for making me feel like I'm less.
©savy
S