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Pressure
I try hard to make it,
But nothing’s good enough for you.
I’m sick of trying,
Sick of failing,
Just sick of you.
I’ve given up,
Trying hard to beat
The expectations
You set for me.
All I ever wanted to do
Was make you proud,
But I wasn’t good enough for you,
Instead I drowned
In your plans. You see,
I’m not you.
All I ever wanted to be
Was to myself true.
Now you’ve lost me
And I’m never turning back
Cause I want you to see,
I can make it in this world
Just by being me.