Living with self imposed pressure
Has me trying to be the most desirable ever
Afraid of hate and dislike
Has taught a conscious to be clever
Evade the outside with a mask
Most knowing never
Of the man on the inside
So I write with a pencil and pad
The only things I trust to confide
My mind always in a rush to feel something better
So I coincide with these lines while writing myself letters
Saying “believe who you are, you’re stronger than you think”
Makes the man look confident as he stands beside the sink
Other days praying to the stars knowing I’m on the brink
Wondering if I should spend some time
Cleanse my mind with some holy water to drink
Maybe belief could induce a feeling that links
A passion to see more days
A passion to meet old age
A passion to earn lots of dollars and coins
Meanwhile only hoping Hello Poetry lets me join