Pressure

Every day, we're put down.
They want us so.
All of our future, in the little hands
of a poor mind.

But my attitude is my salvation,
you're wrong, son of a bitch!
I'm still alive!!

Every night,
bring me anguish
of one more day past.
Every night,
I should scream,
shout in silence.

I'm still alive...

Despised thoughts,
my distortioned opinion.

ALIVE!!