Pressure

Writing writing everyday

Makes the pain go away

Even for a moment or two

Just like a good song would do

I feel trapped like in prison

By the world in which we live in

Wishing I could get away

Steal this life for my own
One day

Start a new or feel fresh

Let go of this earlthy flesh

Not saying that I want to die

But I guess that'd be alright

Release the pressure, fly away

It's gonna happen someday

When I go back to the end

Please play EJ's 'Candle in the Wind.'

I'll be starting over again
Breath, release, relax, begin.