Stressseddd are my muscles
As I clench my fist
Shaking I recount all of my worries
Building like tall ominous mountains
Restlessly inside of me

I walk past the man huddled in a blanket
Soaking in his own ****
And my hands unclench as I reach into my purse
To pull out a coin

My perspective shifts
The world does not spin around
Me.