It's been a month,
and I've been under a lot of pressure,
I failed.

I tried my best,
but i keep failing,
I tried not to give up,
but the walls are too close.

I'm not like your other children,
I'm not as smart as him,
I'm not as clever as her,
I'm not as brave as him.

I'm sorry if it was bad,
I'm sorry if I failed,
I'm sorry if I fall,
I'm sorry if I'm not like you expected.

But this pressure is killing me,
this pressure is breaking me,
And pressure is changing me.