Stress

My world jus spiins than stops
ii fall...
ii try to get up but ii cant
my body doesnt move...
ii move my mouth to make a sound
nothiin comes out...


My Miind iis all ova the place but ii noe
where ii wanna bee...and thats riight there
next to you so iits your choiice...are you down or not...
cause iim soo iinto iit...
iif only ii can tell you thiis
i noe ii cant but why cant ii
ii can say iit all ii want iin thiis blog
but when iit come to hiim
iits liike th poem above
nuttiin comes out