Stress is feeding on me; Sucking out my soul. I feel my body weakening, it refuses to let go.
I’m going kind of pale, blood is dripping down my arm, Tears are falling from my eyes; a pain pierces my heart.
I’m confused, and don’t know what to do. I want to end it all, but you don’t want me to.
Living life is fine, but stress makes it tough. Your smile use to make me happy; now that’s not enough.
Stress is killing me, putting me to rest. But I’ll try not to leave you, I’ll try my very best.