Acting to please others
Yet why even try?
Most end up bothers
Rest quickly say goodbye
It's always a lot of stress
To try and always impress
There are too many people
To care about every person
But in my back like a needle
Is a need for acception
I end up becoming a mess
Trying to always impress
I can feel their eyes
Judging my every move
As if they're more wise
Myself I have to prove
I am their slave, I confess
Always trying to impress
Except this is all in my head
I need to stop creating strife
So I matter when I'm dead
To those who care about my life
But to truly end this distress
I must be the first one I impress
Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 8:35 PM UTC
Acting to please others
Yet why even try?
Most end up bothers
Rest quickly say goodbye
It's always a lot of stress
To try and always impress
There are too many people
To care about every person
But in my back like a needle
Is a need for acception
I end up becoming a mess
Trying to always impress
I can feel their eyes
Judging my every move
As if they're more wise
Myself I have to prove
I am their slave, I confess
Always trying to impress
Except this is all in my head
I need to stop creating strife
So I matter when I'm dead
To those who care about my life
But to truly end this distress
I must be the first one I impress