Pressure is a serpent that chases you all around
Pressure is a time limit ticking in the background
Pressure is when you don’t have anywhere to go
Pressure is guessing on an answer you don’t know
Pressure is when your parents are under pressure as well
Pressure squeezes, pressure hurts, pressure rebels
And pressure has a ways of hunting you down
And it never stops chasing, never until sundown
And during the night, pressure has left its mark
And echoes of pressure tear you apart
And each day that passes, pressure has increased
Until it has turned into a monstrous beast
What shall we do to relieve of this pain?
Ask God for help, and you will be unchained
Todays best new poem was written by Giabao Tonthat.
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