STRESS
(By Ondrea N. Lewis ©1999)


People stressin’ me
Constantly testin’ me
Tryin’ to get under my skin

Fightin’ to keep peace
I hold my tongue
Dealin’ with the mess within

If not for the sake
Of professionalism
I’d tell these people where to go
And what to take with’em

I’m not gonna let them
Turn my hair gray
I’m goin’ on vacation
I’ll deal with them another day

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