My doctor told me stress would kill me
If that is true
I would say that my time here is long overdue
Kids
Family
Finances and pain
They all shape, form, and affect my life
I worry in the morning
I worry at night
I'm worried when I'm smiling
Living paycheck to paycheck
Staying afloat
Keeping my head above water
Holding on to a decimal of hope
To much pride to show the world
What I'm really going through
Triumph after the triumph
It seems as if there's not much more I can do
Try to better myself but they won't give me a chance
Stuck in the middle
A victim of circumstance
Not measuring up to my full capabilities
Living in a country
They call the land of the free
So tell me why can't I get the same job as Heather, Tom, Billy, or Susie
I am qualified
Even more than Susie
She told me in the lobby she didn't have a degree
Heather and Tom didn't seem to even care
No effort at all
Why where they even there
Billy was nice, but had no ambition
I wanted it bad, hoping, praying, and wishing
Will not discriminate
Was on the application
But I could tell as soon as I walked through the door
My melatonin skin
My natural hair
My wide hips
Full nose and lips
Would not be accepted
Looked at with disgust
They couldn't see past my exterior
I walked in with my head held high
They didn't like that
To them I was inferior
So here I am stuck
Stressed to capacity
My doctor said stress is going to kill me
I told my doctor
Blame it in society