Carrying other people's problems can be just as heavy as carrying your own.

On the side of holding it in street

She cuts down a side street
sweating and out of breath.
Physically she felt weighed down
but she was only carrying a cold bottle of water.

She mentally sifter through her baggage.
There was nothing heavy inside not anything that would cause this heaviness.

She dug deeper with a vengeance.

Well Now Shoot The Devil!

There she found other peoples problems individually wrapped in pretty paper and stamped with don't tell, and a few negative things they said about her deep inside.

She had buried them deeper than she did her own.

So she pulled and laid each one out on the sidewalk.
The order didn't matter.
She left all of it where it was suppose to be on the side of holding it in street.
cause she wasn't carrying it anymore

And she walked down it's All About Me street and she drank that cold bottle of water, yes she did!