The Weight of the World

When the world feels,
Like it's crashing down on you,
All the weight on your shoulders,
And your expected to,
Stand up with it on you,
No one wants to hear how you feel,
It's too much for them,
But what is it for you???
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger???
What does all the stress do to you???
What does constant fighting do???
Eventually the bad might stop,
And you set the world back down,
What did it do???
The after math of the damage???
Some things cannot be fixed,
When the world feels,
Like it's crashing down on you,
All the weight on your shoulders,
May not squish you,
But when you put it down,
What has all that weight,
Done to your bones and joints???