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Pressure

Hey, it’s all okay
The smoke makes you drift away
The heat makes you go numb
Come on just try it don’t be dumb

They said I wouldn’t get in trouble
They said I wouldn’t even struggle
I believed every word
Curse my mind please help me lord

The smoke blackened my lungs
The heat made me cough tons
I was dumb by taking you cig
Now I’m forced to wear a wig

Cancer greeted me with death
Told me I was gonna have my last breath
My tears fill my eyes
As I watch everything I worked for pass by

My momma told me never to smoke
Now she can't even look at me I’m just a joke
My dad always said he believed in me
I guess I never turned into what he hoped I’d be

Now I leave you with a final message
Having good lungs is a blessing
Oh it would have been such a pleasure
If I hadn’t fallen under pressure






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