United States
61° 12' 3.9528" N, 149° 32' 33.0576" W

Have you ever been what I been through?

Lied to by your loved one,

Stabbed your chest,

And people fear for your life soon,

You say what's the pressure in being me?

Put my shoes on then realize your walking bare feet,

Put my coat on,

Weight of 1000 pounds,

Squabbling at the knee,

Take my eyes,

And feel the burn while your standing in hell deep,

See now your in my position,

To say you can be me,

So don't ever give me advice,

On how to be pain free,

Now there's a reason your you and im me,

Is the fact I got to go through hardships,

And follow my own lead,

So you ask what's the pressure in being me?

There's a big diffrence then the nightmares you have in your own dreams.

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