Pressure, a close companion
Secures me in her arms of temptation
Compliments all my insinuations
I treasure her persuation
Despise her connotations
She covers profanity
With golden Sanity
Blind in the world of integrity
A leader of my stupidity

Religion, my toughest but pleasant opponent
My restrictions are my relations
My guardians are my limitations
Religion has his way of encouraging guilt
Rescues me when my world is in a tilt
Plunges my hands in dirt
I'm a testimony because I have learnt

Freedom, a hide and seek friend
I searched for her
But found a story only I comprehend
Head against the wall
I counted her seconds
Onlt to know it was the last of her moments
A call I let loose
But a response was a refused