Having to much pressure
is like taking air after air
until you cannot hold it
Pressure drives,
Pressure leads
us into dead ends
We make our destiny
when we say Yes or No
to the bad or the good
It hurts to hide
our feelings inside
knowing that pressure
make us do unexpected things
Pressure is dangerous
unless you know
what your in for.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem