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Hypotensive

I never thought my body would act without me I'm not thinking of The new work I'm not competent in yet The test I need to pass today to get to The next test And the next Every week For a year To the final test Which determines if I'll be middle or lower class For the rest of my life I'm not thinking of My roommate's problems My boyfriend's problems My parent's problems (Which are as variant and serious as my own) I'm only singing along with the radio But my body knows My body is thinking and worrying and working on overdrive It holds my breath, it protects my vitals, it drops my blood pressure My face tingles with the blood that leaves it, My ears ring and my vision turns b l o t c h y And I feel fuzzy and clammy, dizzy and heavy I'm going to pass out But I have to get to work! Or class! Or home! Otherwise I will fail At work At school At my career At home I'm holding on, I'm pushing through But my body is stressing, and being Hypotensive
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elizabeth-halaas
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Sep 11, 2014
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