There's a pressure to be the best
To do well in that finals test
To dress like you but still like them
It's like the your the plant stem
Growing and growing 'till you're at your peak
But no one knows once the emotions start to leak
How much it takes to stand there and smile, all a lie
Because really you just want to die
All that pressure adds up
Until it's overflowed the cup
And then you break, you snap, you die
Because of all those lies
And all the pressure is coming out
YOU ARE READING
All My Shit Is In A Book
RandomI'm the creator of my own greatest disaster. I write for me a no one else. I want you all safe. Please stick with the awful writing at the start of this collection. I started writing two years ago and have developed a lot.
