I'm not sure
Who I am anymore
Because everybody
Always wants me to be more
And I try and try to be perfect
But just like all the rest
It's 'just not my best'
They say I
Should be happy
And I should smile
After all
I've got no reason to be crying
But they're building walls
Closing me in
Confining me
And it's hard to breathe
When everyone's watching me
But I better not fall
I better not make a mistake
If I show one flaw
They'll rip me apart
And lock me away
I promise
That I'm trying to do my best
But it's so much harder
With that weight on my brain and chest
Now the walls are closing in
And I can't get out
So even if I suffocate
At least I won't let them down
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Metanoia
PoëzieMetanoia: [Noun] Change in one's way of life resulting from penitence or spiritual conversion. Poems, songs, and the occasional letter.
