Apply pressure 
Release pressure 
Applied pressure 
Released pressure 
Present pressure 
Past pressure 
Voluntary pressure
Involuntary pressure 
Solid pressure 
Weak pressure 
Whatever the measure 
Life is full of it 
Whatever the treasure 
it comes with it 
Whatever the relationship
it creates a form of it 
Whatever the friendship 
It will be subject to 
PRESSURE 
Life is all about learning how 
to handle its various forms 
While maintaining to be calm 
"Pressure pushing down
on you"
"Pressure pushing down on me"
So dont bottle it up
I will confess
it will eventually  explode 
Making a mess 
of what couldve been 
better finessed 
Passing Life's Test 
knowing their will be 
MORE TO COME 
So put less on yourself 
and others you may know 
There's already enough 
PRESSURE IN THE WORLD

Brain in overdrive 
producing mighty thoughts 
releasing ideas 
transfering out my windpipe 
pushing out from my mouth 
HEAVY WORDS 
with much truth 
in the message 
they spread unbiasly
for all to hear and see 
THE BITTER TRUTH
coming out in the 
rawest form 
subject to 
hurt your feelings 
but not on purpose 
these thoughts of mine 
have no alterior motive 
nor any self-benefit 
wether you agree or not 
the verdict is 
I MUST RELEASE 
all that i think 
so please decide 
for yourself 
what words to believe 
what words to grasp 
and hold on to
or which ones 
you should 
RELEASE 
and let go 
Storing the significant 
messages 
and point of views
that make sense 
using for self-growth
Ignoring the words 
that dont mean the most 
TO WHO?
You! not me 
these are my thoughts 
I created them 
from this fragile brain 
in an effort to grow 
I have decided 
to share them all 
not just for my benefit 
but for others 
WHO CAN RELATE 
and through trust
or relationships built 
we can grow together 
through......
SHARED COMMENTS 
Helping one another 
through relation of 
LIFE'S PROBLEMS 
believe it or not 
we arent the only ones 
going through 
THE SAME ****T
So let it out 
the good, bad and ugly 
I wont judge 
but rather try to help 
I wont pour gasoline 
on your fire 
but rather take comfort 
in the warmth of 
VULNERABILITY 
because its us 
who you decided 
TO TRUST 
with your 
FEELINGS

To remember pain 
but to forget love 
To forget happiness 
but to remember sadness

Truth be told 
only we can decide 
On which feelings 
we want to focus on

Truth be told
within our lifetime 
We will experience 
the good and bad 

Without either 
we could take
Our life for granted
and everyone

I choose optimism 
it seems the best choice 
Its much easier to be happy 
when you try to rejoice

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l             MORALS              I
l                                           I
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Morals are in the box 
for what is right is right 
and what is wrong is wrong 
black and white, no gray area 
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I                                         I
I                                         I  t
I          MORALS               I  h
I                                         I   i
I                                         I   n
I...........................................I   k

So to think outside the box 
sure it seems inoccent at first
however with much thought 
look at what we have found 
 ...............        []                      S
C    C     I        f               C       E
R    U     I        i               O      L
E    R     I        n              R      F
A    I      I        e              R      D
T   O     I         l               U     A
I    S      I        i               P      M
V   I       I       n              T       N
I    T      I       e               I         I
T   Y      I       []              O       N
Y           I       []              N       G
..............I       []
There's a fine line between 
creativity vs corruption and
curiosity vs self-damning 
life isnt intended to be:

A SCIENCE PROJECT

.........BELIEFS.................
I    F RIENDS                 I      S
I    A      Values              I      C
I    M      Curiosity         I      I
I     I         Love               I     E
I     L    Creativity          I     N
I.....Y.....MORALS............I      C
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                                                !
...............gray area.................!

One man makes millions and has no needs 
Many millions make nothing and would **** to eat 
One man can change their life and spread wealth 
Many millions changed his life
and provided his wealth 

One man making millions from millions of others less fortunate and he decides
To make one bad decision and cost one of the millions to lose their life

From many drinks and getting behind one wheel, having no regard for anyone else but himself, without fans he would be nothing just like the millions that do without 

One man took it for granted, to make millions for playing a sport and went from a professional athlete to a murderer, turning the millions that made him millions from fans to victims 

Moral of the story.... 
All it takes is one bad decision to effect millions and all it takes is one bad decision to go from millions to literally having nothing, Please if you drink dont be selfish and get behind the wheel

Wicked games 
normal names 
Are the ones 
that pull the strings 
Horror brings
wicked names 
abnormal games
Are the ones 
that pull the strings 
Nobody deserves 
nobody earns 
To be controlled 
at others hands 
Control brings
wicked things 
Abnormal games 
upon the ones 
Horror from 
the wicked ones 
That pull the strings 
to control normal ones 
To those that need 
to feel they succeed 
Pulling the strings 
that only wicked names 
Would attempt to In an
effort to control anyone
I have no place for you 
or your horror games 
Please leave me alone 
I will not be controlled:
BY ANYONE, NOT EVEN YOU 
THE WICKED ONE 
WITH YOUR NORMAL NAME
PLAYING YOUR HORROR GAME, PULLING STRINGS 
IM NOT YOUR PUPPET,
TO CONTROL

Pain fades, pain never dies 
Pain lies, pain has saved
memories of her, she's gone 
Regardless of time 
I still miss her 
Every aspect of our love 
slowly forgotten 
With time our loves shadows 
have slowly vanished
The only memory left to remind me
Is the memory of the faded pain, what once was beauty
What once made tears of joy 
now haunts me, with tears of loss 
I hope she's happy 
I hope she has fully moved on 
I wish this faded pain
on no one