Give me rest 

from the test 

from pressure 

of not being sure

if im less 

if i need to be more 

whats the best 

who decides success

i feel like just a pawn 

in societys game of chest 


from more uncertainty

Im runnin but i cant hide 

somethins always skirtin me 

no where to scream

no where to shout now 

you only write once 

So im gonna let it out now

im just tryna live 

without bein pressed down

its hard to keep walkin

so close to the ground

when i know im not finished

this is not it 

the sky is the limit

i want my pink cloud 

and when i get in it 

the rest will be worth while 




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