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Under Pressure

Contributed by devils_denial on Tuesday, 29th December 2009 @ 01:54:12 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



One of these days Ill learn
Dont mess with anybodys feelings
Cos one day theyll turn on me
Im sick of being like that
Im sick of being me
All day....everyday
How and when can I change?
When I only know one way to be
And that is me
Cant get away until I die
Only then can I fly
You wonder why I'm made this way
I wasn't it turns out
I was raised this way
Back then to me thats how it seemed
Of thinking that Id never amount to anything
I had dreams of a down and out teen
Inside I would scream out my frustrations
Why is my life full of complications
And persistent misinterpretations
I mustve been blind
Cos of people misjudging me
I lost my mind
Dont want to be here anymore
Why do I feel even worse than I did before
Did I do something bad in my past life
Does the lord have a different path for me
Or is trying to remind me that my life can be better
Then the one Im currently living
Whatever it is, when I get up there
Please be forgiving

Cos I feel under pressure
To live a life that I dont want to live
To live a life full of regrets
At the moment no one understands me
I have my own mind and my own voice
If let people know how I feel
Theyll knock me back
Thats why I keep my emotions concealed
How can i make them hear?
How can I make them see?
I feel so under pressure
That I cant be the real me
Yeah under pressure

I cant even run
I cant throw my problems
Up into the cold icy air
Cos for the people who want to listen
For them that is so unfair
Theyve got their own life
And their own problems to deal with
Whatever problems I had in the past
Even now in my present, they dont need this
Cos my mind is in the depths of hell
When Im alone, my mind rings bells
But I never fail
To get my emotions out in the open
I got to stand tall
If I dont Im going to fall
Going down fighting, giving it my all

I still got to write
Cos my past will stay with me
And itll never leave me
Even now when Im reminded
My smile turns into a frown
And my mood is down
So don't ask me about the past
Cos I dont want to take the wrong path
In the dark is where my heart saw the most grief
Memories of family and friends that are now deceased
Do I feel sick?
Cos I can feel one emotion after another
One minute Im down, next minute my spirit is lifted
Nothings changed
My so-called gift has just shifted
These writings are getting longer
What has really changed?
My faith in my ability to write must be getting stronger
If I am honest though
I don know how long my life is going to last
Times passing quicker then I realise
Will I be here another day
Or will I end up passing away
Without having my say
Thats why I feel this way
Yeah, under pressure

Feeling under pressure
To live a life that I dont want to live
To live a life full of regrets
At the moment no one understands me
I have my own mind and my own voice
If let people know how I feel
Theyll knock me back
Thats why I keep my emotions concealed
How can i make them hear?
How can I make them see?
I feel so under pressure
That I cant be the real me
Feeling under pressure

By Jay Basey 2009




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Re: Under Pressure (User Rating: 1 )
by reprobate on Monday, 26th May 2014 @ 10:53:08 PM AEST
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Rail against the world, it will won't change. We must be the change we desire. Never give others power...do not allow them to dictate your emotions. Plain and simple.
Wordy but worth it.
Thanks for sharing...




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