stress is overbearing taxing
all emotions are forced through the filter built by it
if you could escape it you would
the only action is inaction trusting time will chip it away
there are times where that inaction only allows it to build
so one can only pray for the rain to wash it away

I fear what I don't know
I fear what I suppress
I fear not knowing what I suppress
I fear expressing it
I fear not knowing how to express it
I fear fear
I fear that there is nothing to fear
I fear that I don't know what I fear

I am slowly being driven mad
each decision is made for me
whether it be the clothes I ware
the food I eat
where I go
even the time I sleep
sure from time to time, I get to a bribe to keep me calm
but still just a bribe, not a choice
what am I supposed to do just keep breathing waiting
what I do know is when I'm older ill ware the brightest clothes
I'm going to eat unlimited snacks
and play all night with my friends

Seats were taken till there was none left
so they stood
All eyes on one man each for the same reason
justice
the man stood across from a judge
the judge stared at the man and asked a question
do you feel any remorse
the man gives a light laugh
should one feel remorse for being one's own self
no, no remorse can any of you watching say the same
have any of you ever asked yourselves who you are when not told too
I'm sure I will be deemed crazy
that will only be in the eyes of the many
for I will be the one to judge myself