The pressure of life have gotten under my skin.
That pressure has made me feel lost within.
The questions in life are no longer clear.
And that alone makes me wonder why I'm here.
Voice's echo in my mind.
Those voice's make my thoughts grind.
More stress I don't want.
But stress is all that I've got.
I need to stop and take a rest.
Because this stress is bugging me to death.
I can't take much more.
Soon I find the words of wisdom dead on the floor.
The pressure and stress hit me like a disease.
Then it hits me I need to find a place of peace...
