DO OR DIE
The Hand is pressing harder on me,
I can feel it's palm pressing firmly on my back,
Unable to breathe freely,
Reminiscing those days before I lost track.
The Hand that is pressing on my back is pushing me further,'I can feel my nose grinding on the floor,
Tear drops began pouring as the pain becomes unbearable,
Till I collapse, Till I crack, Till I Die,
I will try, try, and try...
Till my body relieves me of my constant sighs,
Do not give up says I,
This Is Do Or Die...
