I feel this massive pressure
Pushing down on me
Unnerving I endure
No more consideration
For anyone
With a fake smile upon my face
In my self-created happiness
I fall from grace
Every day I feel closer to break down
As I drop swiftly
To the ground
My worst fears come before my eyes
And I slowly start to realize
That my own summer
Has slipped out of my grip

06/26/2004

Posted on 06/27/2004
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