Self inflicted disease that has spread the dead across the earth
Infected the day you gain a conscience and some responsibilities
The stress takes effect to your abilities
Also your tranquilities
Things that make you calm are not so bomb
Stress is all that's on your mind
Peace is hard to find
This disease is never kind
Your body then starts a pain because your mind is going insane
All you have to do is not think so blue
Blue as bad blue as sad
A positive thought will cure what stress brought
Doctors can't prescribe positivity
Pharmacy cant give a good mentality
The cure is a slight pour of a pure thought
Into your core thoughts
That'll clear you right up
Apply every time stress tries to fight up
It'll bring it right back down
and bring the light up