Poem -

Pressure

Pressure

The pressure to achieve.The expectation to leave

One day I shall succeed and you will broadly boast that you were once my host

The day that i leave, deepening disdain will occupy your veins, as despite your greatest effort to shunt my success all your efforts will have been in vain.

I am a startling success now, shining bright resembling a star illuminating the nights sky.

It is at this point I bid you goodbye.

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