Pressure
submits sweat,
trinkeling down your upper lip
past your chin down your neck
these arn't your true friends
they wouldn't force you to break a commandment
they told you they cared for you all those years
but don't believe all the lies
save the drama and get at it
leave them in the dirt
let them soak in the rain
don't let them get the best of you
save all the depression and pain
do what you think is right
for you can have a blast without
getting caught up in a net
live life to the fullest
just leave all the drugs violence
and sex out of it
