Frustration Can’t Beat Me (Poetry)

Torn between 2 CITIES , feeling like if I left one for the other no1 would miss me , got so much on my PLATE can’t tell where the END be , but Im HUNGRY, so even if I finished I’d b yelling FEED ME 

Only thing keeping me sane is my POETRY but hard work & dedication make it hard for me to NOTICE me, it’s like Im in a life marathon & the clock not controlled by me, so Im running fast before the clock stops even if it’s hurting me.

I know I can’t take a break to breathe deeply, so my words give me oxygen
And anytime I need to breathe easier
I run through these words instead of stoppin 

That’s the mind state Im stuck in
Trying to be all you can be sends you in a whirlwind 
but for me giving up isn’t an option
so no matter what , to continue, I gotta think of something 

I’m frustrated but fuck it
I’ll take the happiness of being ME and what it comes with 
consequences and punishments 

Because I’d rather be breaking down, then sitting out missing this game, 
So the suffering I go through to make it
I know is just a part of the plays 

No matter what when I wake up 
This is my everyday
so there’s always my will to make a way and ANYTIME I get like this when it seems SMALL things are becoming BIG things Im stressing over 

I REMEMBER an OBSTACLE is NOTHIN to a BOSS on a mission to TAKE OVER

<3 Jay