Pressure Poem by Shelly 945

To look the way you don't
To do things you normally won't
Always stand tall
Let no be break you down, to fall
Drugs, everyone I know is doing it
To be a certain size, everyone has to fit
High class, low class
Always be first, never last
You can't say what you want to say
You always have to be a certain way
You have to be them you can't be you
You have to forget who you knew
Everyone deals with pressure, every single day
We need to know we are all different
And not meant to be the same way......