So much pressure, so much to do
I’m realizing that previous realities didn’t turn out to be true
So much to learn, so little time
So many things I have to do in this short life of mine
I’m living day to day, while planning for tomorrow
I feel like going door to door and asking if they have some strength that I can borrow
I have nothing left, but i still keep on going
I sound pessimistic, but I still have hope even if it’s something I’m not showing
I often feel lost, but life does not have a map
People tend to have ulterior motives, and there life advice often turns out to be a trap
I carry so much pressure that people cant see
I have come to realize that I am a person that people admire, but who never want to be
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