If only she could find someone to pour into her the same way she pour into others. Many times being left operating "five miles till empty" and not sure of what lies ahead. Where is her constant? It could be a man, close friend, relative, or mentor--doesn't matter who the real question still is where?
Burned out, stress out, d@mn near bout to flip out--but I digress to limit the stress. So much talent, so little will left to carry out her assignment. The daily grind has become mundane, world continuing on without her say. Desperately needing a break, a reprieve, just a chance to breathe--to clear her mind from the others in need.
To live a day for "Me" she says, seems to only be a dream...
Burned out, stress out, d@mn near bout to flip out--but I digress to limit the stress. So much talent, so little will left to carry out her assignment. The daily grind has become mundane, world continuing on without her say. Desperately needing a break, a reprieve, just a chance to breathe--to clear her mind from the others in need.
To live a day for "Me" she says, seems to only be a dream...
