a stanza pervaded with lachrymose

well maybe i’m just a bit stressed 
and upset because my chest 
hurts when i breathe. i’m distressed 
at the pain as i hadn’t guessed
it was because i was so messed 
up and crumbling under the rest
of my thoughts and how oppressed 
i am despite my best 
attempts to perfect myself i’ll confess
that i’m starting to get obsessed 
by the way i neglect the thoughts that arrest
me and as a testament 
to the grey that manifests 
itself in me i’ll admit that i’m depressed.
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