Pressure
pressure that could kill
an eerie, silent chill
parents, friends, family, and peers
all of the pain just burns and seers
they expect too much from me
no clue why they can't see
easily angered by anyone
I can say my life is no fun
I know they don't care about how I feel
it is easy to forget that it is real
I do wish it was a dream
right now I want to scream
with all this pressure I'm bound to crack
and say some things I can't take back
why can't they all just understand
that all of this pressure is turning me to sand
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