Me Or You? ? Poem by Joshua Poetical King Sovea

The Vivad Image Is In My Head,
The Trials That Lay Before Me Make Me Dread,
I Try To Sleep But The Pressure Is In My Mind,
That every Problem Keeps Coming Im Going Blind,
It feels like a Bag Im about to suffocate,
I Dont know how to express or relate,
all i wanna do is retaliate,
All The Pressure The hate,
Would Be Decided By Fate,
Or Would I Have To Make A Date,
That My Life Will Be Gone,
I Cant Do It,
It will be To Long,
Ill Explode And Be,
But Unfortunatly,
Thats not What i See,
Demonstarited By The Minds Of The Young,
The Imprint Of Many,
Yet The Same If Its One,
The Destitude Is The Imprint Of The Mind Of Man,
Yet Security Would Do The Other Hand,
The Organization Is Just A Little Organizum,
But The Heart Is The Worst When You Step,
Because A Little Word Could Make It Upset....