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[aid] => mick
[title] => Under Pressure
[time] => 2009-12-29 13:54:12
[hometext] => if you want the real me...be prepared..cos you're not going to like it
[bodytext] => One of these days I’ll learn Don’t mess with anybody’s feelings Cos one day they’ll turn on me I’m sick of being like that I’m 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 Can’t 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 that’s how it seemed Of thinking that I’d 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 must’ve been blind Cos of people misjudging me I lost my mind Don’t 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 I’m currently living Whatever it is, when I get up there Please be forgiving Cos I feel under pressure To live a life that I don’t 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 They’ll knock me back That’s 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 can’t be the real me Yeah under pressure I can’t even run I can’t throw my problems Up into the cold icy air Cos for the people who want to listen For them that is so unfair They’ve got their own life And their own problems to deal with Whatever problems I had in the past Even now in my present, they don’t need this Cos my mind is in the depths of hell When I’m alone, my mind rings bells But I never fail To get my emotions out in the open I got to stand tall If I don’t I’m going to fall Going down fighting, giving it my all I still got to write Cos my past will stay with me And it’ll never leave me Even now when I’m reminded My smile turns into a frown And my mood is down So don't ask me about the past Cos I don’t 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 I’m down, next minute my spirit is lifted Nothing’s changed My so-called ‘gift’ has just shifted These writing’s 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 That’s why I feel this way Yeah, under pressure Feeling under pressure To live a life that I don’t 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 They’ll knock me back That’s 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 can’t be the real me Feeling under pressure By Jay Basey © 2009 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 48 [informant] => devils_denial [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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