At night I can feel the suffocation
It grows as the days go on
hidding the good
showing the stress
My dreams turn into nightmares
Walls are moving closer and closer
Dark with no way around
It feels like I am stuck with no where to go
By morning, I awake to a house filled with camotion
It is like the night before never happened
The suffocation is gone
Until the stress comes back
The future is an unknow road
To a known destination
I know the directions
But pressure from society causes bumps in the road
I hear whispers telling me that i cant
Should i believe them or keep following my dreams?
Isolated from the rest of the world
At night I can feel the suffocation.