Member Poem

Sir, my stress needs to be addressed.
There is too much to discover,
So my thinking starts to clutter.
My thoughts are unclear.
What is it I’m facing?
Why do I keep pacing?
What am I doing, where am I going, and what do I fear?
I try to grab it,
But it has a habit
Of appearing and disappearing, and then I tear.
So I come to you today for help and understanding.
You are highly recommended, know your subject,
Which is splendid.
I ask for your help.