The constant nagging voice in my head
Stuck on repeat, of what should be done
No Control over what I want to do
So much expectancy on my actions
I'm like an experiment for observations
I want to do something different but there never will be approval
I try to satisfy but, you will never be satisfied
You will continue to take what is left of me
To be your own brainless robot
And what is left is a slowly agitated , angry and hell a lot more
Do this , Do that , Look there , Look here .
What if I can't do much more
All of this pressure is starting to make me crack
My composure crumpling, my patience withering away
My Agitation climbing by the minute
My Irritation is fuelled by being hid
My Anger is like an active volcano
Ready to blow
Too much pressure it will be a war zone
If this volcano inside erupts destroying
Every beautiful creation it has created
Chaos , Pain and Mischief
Is what will be the product of this pressure
Being built up and no release
The day creeps upon the,
Sooner and Sooner
It will happen
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