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hen edit it. Thank you!Overwhelmed It clings to your sweater like a child with its mother
Hoarding your dreams like a dragon with gold
Oh, isn’t it clever
It floats around like a balloon without a tether
It makes me rethink again and again
For so much things are going on in my head
The wind drifts away, the clouds pour in shame, the sun goes away
I’m left with worry stuck in my head
I have to do this, I have to do that
When will I get all this done?
A load off my shoulders could not feel better
Weights that are tremendously heavy, no longer burdens
But the feeling feels well since it provides a purpose
Things to do that ease boredom
Growing like a weed that cannot be cut
What could be done?
What more could I do?
Buried in a sea of dreams that are floating around just in my reach
I guess you could say that is overwhelming but it’s more of anticipation
I smell success in the air if I followed my nose
It is almost like a plant this feeling
You feed it with your fears
Water it with your tears
Give it sun with your smiles
You make it grow into a beautiful flower
On the way you feel tired
You have to work so hard or get left behind
Do you know what happens to carbon under pressure?
A diamond appears , a lovely sparkling one
But we are not so
We crumble under pressure
isosceles. In geometry, the word isosceles describes a triangle with two sides that are the exact same length. ... The Greek root, isoskeles, means "with equal legs."
