How do I handle this pressure
Pressure of secretly competing with my mates
They seem to be growing at faster rates
Never appreciating my current state
In my head, it's all a race
Call me a competition ace
The competition that I never won
Only leaves me worn out
Maybe I know the reason for the pressure
Could I be using the wrong measure
Maybe I've been running another man's race
Maybe I need to live my very best
Maybe that's where I would find my rest
Maybe that's my real quest.
Sometimes, we get caught up in comparing ourselves with the next person. Maybe we have a different path and assignment
