Smiles, sarcasm, laughter, whimsy. And cats.
There’s too much to do and I’m starting to get stressed,I look like cave woman greatly harassed. Don’t talk to me now I can’t take any more, Can’t you see I’m a lioness on the verge of a roar? Stop asking me questions, I can’t concentrate, My deadlines are looming and my mind’s on the wane. The door’s closed for a reason, do I have to spell it out? Two-thirds of my brain’s done gone and conked out. Oh dear god, please stop talking ... #stress #breathe #humour #pressure #poem #poetry