Tired Of Stressing Poem by Queen Taz

Everyday seem as a bad day, half the time i walk around with a frown on my face; Starting my day off with a smile but just for a little while. Looking at the world to be at fault, i never blamed myself it wasnt my fault; Thinking to myself how could i make it stop?

Where there is good there is always bad, an where bad lives i found stressing lives there also; They say you will find happiness, but how can you find something you never had?

Tired of stress, so those who use to stress me here i'm handing you what you gave me back-
They say when your sick and tired then you really know when your sick and tired well in my opinion you know when your tired because that is when you draw the line..