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I'm the one 

that has 

all the answers.

I'm the person

that everyone

knows to turn to. 

These expectations 

become a burden

too heavy to bear. 

I'm on a tightrope,

juggling a dozen 

things at once.

How can I be 

expected to carry 

them all perfectly?

I try to wear a smile,

but the tension reaches

below the surface. 

Stress is mounting and 

I feel like I'm buckling 

under the weight.

A long string 

of bad days

finally unravels.

A nonstop trail 

of deadlines

falls like dominoes. 

So many times 

I feel like I 

might give up.

But each day

I try again and 

hope something changes.

How long until

like a bomb,

I explode?