There is something
That needs
To slide off my chest
Full of
So many things
Sadness
And duress
I stay stressed
In a magnitude
That one couldnt
Even guess
So yes
I misplace my anger
Become a stranger
To those who know me best
This thing inside my chest
Is burrowed
Deep with in
Couldnt tell you what
It may be
Resentment
Maybe...
I search till
I have found
And once found
Found I still
Look around
Sometimes making
And then mistaken
I continue breaking
But not broken
Im takin my life
On day at a time
Im not perfect im
Climbin
Im swiming from
Diving
I swear Im
Striving
Trying
To
Be...
Im truly
Compunctious
