Pressure

I feel like exploding,

I feel I can't breathe,

so much is expected,

so many people to please.

No one thinks to ask,

what I want for myself.

People always pushing me,

to be something else.

What am I meant to do?

Who am I meant to be?

I try to keep them happy.

But what about me?

Reviews

[lifesanexcursion]

Your style is very interesting. A lot of people try to write so that you need to read between the lines, but you lay it all right out there.
very nice.

[Mickey]

very true, honestly...love it :)