I feel as if I'm suffocating Under the pressure to be good I want to make everyone happy Yet I'm damaging myself in the process. I'm stuck, I feel as if I can't move And if I do, I fear I might make someone upset. Do my thoughts even matter? Should I listen to everyone? I don't want to hide But I feel like I have to. I have two walls slowly moving tward me They both have doors, I must enter one to not be squished. But what door do I go through? Maybe I should just let them squish me, In that case I wouldn't have to choose I wouldn't have to hide I wouldn't have to move. I would say they wouldn't be upset But they'd still find a reason to be.