It.

It always stalks me
Like a fox on the prowl
It's always staring at me
Just like an owl

It hangs over my head
LIke a stormy rain cloud
But even when it's quiet
It's always too loud

It will go away
But it still creeps back in
I guess I'll have it forever
I just can't win!

I guess I'll just live with it
There's nothing I can do
I'll be down in the dumps
But at least I can stay true!