Pressure

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I often find myself

wishing to be the criminal

So I can be free 

From the weight 


Sometimes, I balance so

precariously over that edge

And I want to be able to jump off

But I know

Nothing's that easy


Freedom is earned 

And trust, responsibility, 

Is a burden that I'll always 

Have to bare


Because I know that

If I dove from the cliff, 

If I flew from my post, 

I'd be flattened so much worse 

By the weight I left behind

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