CREATED TO STRESS, STRESSING TO CREATE BY LANDON WOODARD

We are all born with stress

It shapes our every emotion and decision

And with me, it gets personal

Stress destroys creativity with great precision

There is a wall

Between me and my head

I wish to break it down

But stress reinforces it instead

Brick and mortar in hand

Its an endless process

No matter how hard I fight

Every action wipes my conscious

Deep down inside

My heart still roams free

But it is locked away

And creativity is the key

Forged to confine

Frustration builds within

I start to believe in defeat

Thoughts of surrender settle in

In the passing of time

All structures are bound to decay

Stress wears down with completion

And once again, creativity finds its way