Pressure of trying to succeed
wanting to live up to the expectations I set for myself.
I always fall short.
Coming close to the finish line but never quite reaching first place.
It’s silly
because I’m racing myself
and I always lose.
Diesel gas exists. If the nozzle is a large plate that doesn’t fit in the dishwasher, move pumps. Don’t smoke, it’s not worth it. Put your green crystal pendant somewhere safe. Pick up the phone and a
The opponent is on the other end of the room, staring at me, waiting for me to fuck up, so they can substitute me out, for a worker that gets joy out of the little things, who never missed a beat and