My life is killing me
Strangling me to an end

My parents expect perfect
They think I’m perfect too

My friends expect me to help them
Be perfect in their parent’s eyes

Some peers expect a Star
Some expect a bitch
And some accept me for most of what I am

The ones who accept me
Are my friends but still?
Expect so many things

My life is killing me
Along with the people
They are trying to strangle me
To the end

I’m thinking of letting them in
Finishing me off
Till there‘s nothing in the end

 
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