Pressure

Holding me down

Forcing me to be

Everything I don't want

To be

Perfect

Normal

Flawless

Everyone else

Can't you see?

I don't want

To be normal

Perfect

Flawless

Just like

Everyone else.

What's the point?

We should be different

Otherwise, how do we know…

How can we tell…

How do we see who we all

Really are?

I can be

Perfect

Flawless

Just like everyone else

In my own way

I can look just like you want

Act like you think I should

Think how you want

But all I'll be doing

Is what everyone else is

Pretending

So go ahead

Apply all the

Pressure

You want

I won't pop

Like some thin little

Balloon

Ready to bend to your will

I can't

I've already

Built my exterior

To match my

Interior

Perfectly

Pressure

Applied to your

Kingdom

And all the walls are crumbling

Under the pressure

Of my different-ness

Pressure

Pressure

P R E S S U R E

You will crumble

Beneath my pressure