The pressure to stand tall
The pressure to be normal
The pressure to get 100% on everything
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pushing harder and harder upon the limits of my mind
Pushing until the cracks of my facade appear
With short snaps at people
Losing control of my own mind
The pressure keeps pushing
On my hands to write more
On my legs at run faster
On my body to go longer without food
My mind to keep it all in order
On my arms to hold them up
On my eyes to keep watching
On my mouth to keep joking
On my ears to hear it all
On me to protect, comfort, shelter
Pressure as I crack down to nothing.
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Head, Heart, and Soul
PoetryTW: Contains use of profane language, suicidal thoughts, depictions and/or mentions of violent or otherwise disturbing acts, mentions of mental health issues, and other things that may be triggering to some audiences. Read at your own discretion, an...
