The pressure to make the world run
The pressure to please most everyone
The pressure to be first done
The pressure to be Miss Perfect, number one
The pressure to make straight A's
The lines that I walk, always straight
My boundaries have always been grayed
The things that I do, make it okay
The pressure to make the world run
The pressure to please most everyone
The pressure to walk this world alone
No heart, no head, no, go it alone
Heart the size of Jupiter
Rings to rival Saturn
I'm just getting stupider
Tired of this pattern
When every mistake ruins your life
My small failures end me in strife
Big words, big minds, but nothing is mine
Calling for help for all this time
The pressure to say stop and then go
The pressure to always quickly know
The pressure to go with their flow
The pressure to know things I don't know
The pressure to make the world run
When I'm sick and tired, done more than they've done
The pressure to hide my planet-sized heart
The pressure to make my dead heart start
Heart the size of Jupiter
Rings to rival Saturn
I'm just getting stupider
Nothing even mattered
Caught up in strife, tired of this life
Hung by a string, stopped by nothing
Hide me inside, I'll be just fine
I'll stay hiding most of the time.
The pressure to make the world run
The pressure to have a rich husband
When I don't even like men
I much prefer women
But they don't care, it's not their fault
Their daughter grew up hating it all
Cut off my hair, tie-dyed a shirt
It's all still there
No one can save me,
No one can blame me
For what's their fault
Heart the size of Jupiter
Rings to rival Saturn
I'm just getting stupider
Tired of this pattern.
Don't know where I'd even go
Just that I want to leave
Nobody cares, even so,
I want to believe.
YOU ARE READING
sat by the ocean
Poetryphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
