The pressure to please
Is a CID, Creatively Induced disease
It hurts when you pour
Your heart and soul into your art
And the audience rejects it
It feels like a bullet tearing you apart

The self doubt sets in
"What did I do wrong? "
Can't they see what's within?"
"Am i losing my way? "
"Should I give up today? "

So to offset this problem be your own solution
Understand that you can't please everyone, and to try is a date with a mental institution
Just do what you love, and others will see the glow
Now when you've become great, all but you will know

She echoes God's love,
Her blue orbs and golden hair,
Snatches away his breath.
But he could only admire,
As she was an angel,
And he a human.

I didn't go to my high school prom
I figured I'd confess that before my coffin goes across the pond
Why?  Well ill give you the 5 main reasons
The first being I didn't have anywhere near enough money to pay for everything during the season
The tuxedo, limo and tickets would've made my wallet scream TREASON

the second reason I didn't go to the star studded gatsby themed soiree
Was because I didn't ask anyone, and no one to me did the same
The third reason is exactly the same as the first
And it would be redundant to explain it in another verse

The final reason I didn't go is because to be quite frank I'm no good whatsoever at parties
And I didn't know half the people there oddly
Enough but this isn't rough to me
I'm glad I didn't go, yes seriously.

I've found my personal paradise
Where the water is so clear it hurts my eyes
And Good and bad can go totally undisguised
I can see the sunshine raining into my underwater home
And the rain breaching the waves
It's so oddly peaceful watching the droplets collapse and cry into the sea

Aquas, dear aquas, I'm so glad you were revealed to me.
The lack of oxygen could suffocate an ordinary mortal
But you gave me the strength to persevere
To live in n the water I hold so dear

The winds of change
Carried you into my life
It had gone strangely stagnant
Now I look forward to waking
At each new sunlight

The calls may be simple
But the stories and smiles nearly infinite
Well we have enough in common
So I'm cool talking every minute

It ***** that you live
Oh so far away
But hell we've created a ******* sweet bond
And that much is here to stay

What?
Where am i?
Last I recall I was at a bar?

CRACK!

i collected information in with my eyes
I looked over and saw her, 5'6 easy 128 lbs. with beautiful eyes.
I tried moving my hands but I was tied down
I looked Back at her and saw a cat of nine tails, I was in for it now.

She looked back at me and smacked my fresh from the cold thighs
It hurt but my body became even more aroused, as water grew in my eyes.
She grabbed my tie, which she left on my neck
"You're mine for tonight *******, and you'll please me if you want to live. "
"I nodded my head and she said that's what I wanted to hear"
She sat on my face, her thighs atop my ears.

She struck me again, the whip stinging and arousing me more,
"Oh you like pain do you? Well if you don't make me *** on your face then there's plenty in store"
So I ****** on her lovely ***** like my life depended on it,
She grabbed the back of my head and forced my tongue deeper inside her, and her juices fell on me

She said that's one order that you've completed for me
She let me go and took me into the shower and said "Here slave, you can **** me"
She laid back on the sink, and began to pleasure herself.
"Stroke your **** for me you worthless flea, if I see one drop of *** before I want it then this whip will serially damage your health. "

So I stuck myself inside her, and she Choked me as I slid in and out
I had to admit that she felt amazing, of that there was no doubt.
She turned the water on in the sink
And I kept going, her legs pulling me in deeper.
I came this close to finishing inside
And she pushed me off and said, "That's enough ***** for now, you have one more task to complete"

She laid me back down on the bed, and ****** me off after I fell asleep

So there's a new sign in my room
That is hope will spell out doom
For my impulsively repulsive habits.

One goal

Written on a cheap slip of paper just lying in my junk drawer.  Myself and my wallet can endure no more
I'm a money grubbing ***** yes but this ***** has changed his mind

One goal

One goal for me because I need to relearn maturity with money. I already know the days ahead will taste like bittersweet honey

One goal