Peer Pressure



Everyone was doing it

I couldn’t let them down

They were yelling my name

They counted on me now


We smoked, got drunk, and partied every night

But everyone was doing it

So that made it right..


Either joined gangs, skipped school, so you could be “cooler”


Do the right thing and be called “the loser”


Depression fell over me like a dark stormy cloud 

My grades were so low and everyone was dropping out

It was so stressful, I lost all my true friends

Nobody to turn to , It was just me in the end


One day reality hit me 

I had too much in store

My siblings looked up to me

Everyone was making bad choices

But I couldn’t do it anymore 


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