Every day I'm pressured and pushed
Told how to live my life
So I take my knife
Filled with pain and strife
And cut my worries away
My dad starts yelling
My mom starts crying
"Its going to be okay"
...................................... But when I think about all the pressure ....................................
I start to fade away
YOU ARE READING
Just some random poetry because I'm bored
PoetrySo I do suffer from anxiety and depression so these poems are just a reflection of my past or m inner pain.
