Pressure Poem by Nina Bej

I'm caving under the pressure
The pressure to be perfect
No mistakes, no mistakes
I have to be flawless
I have to get straight A's
I have to be nice to everyone
But I don't want to be judged
I don’t want to hide away
But I've buried myself under this skin
And I'm cowering inside of it
I wish I could dig myself out of this hole
If only I had a shovel
My agony is deafening
But all I hear is silence
Dead hearts never bleed
That's what they all say
But my heart, it's bleeding
Eternally
My soul, it passed away
A long time ago
It moved on
To something better
Better than this, this…
This bitterness
It seems fake, but
Tastes so real
At least that's what I feel
I never really am what I seem
I guess it's about time I came clean
If only I could wake up
From reality