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Gracie Mar 2019
There’s toxic in the air
You can hear the footsteps
They are always lurking
For their next pray
Pulling you in
Then
Pulling you out.
Pushing you down
Pulling themselves up
Until you finally say
No
Aidan Apr 2018
It’s too much,
The world, the expectations.
It’s all too much.
How can you put this on a teenager
I’m still learning who I am in this world
And you put this on me as well?

Did I do something wrong for this to happen?
What can I do to fix this?
All of these stereotypes are not me,
So why are you trying to make me conform?
Why are you trying to turn me into the norm?

It’s all too much.
You expect me to do a lot of things
My life is only so long
I can only do so much
Don’t force to me to become a perfect human
Don’t force to me to be who I am not
It’s my life
And you’re making it too much to handle.

I need to figure it out on my own
Without any guidelines to hold me back.
I will reach my potential
All you need to do is allow me to succeed.
You may be surprised at what you see
You may actually be proud.

Just give me a chance
And I’ll prove to you that
I can create you’re too much,
Into a just right for me.
A personal internal struggle of fitting in and learning that not everyone can be pleased. It’s too much to think about what others may think even though it is very tempting.

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