Pressure

I know you think I'm brave Lovable, calm and reserved I'd hate to burst your bubble To tell you all that was fake Those that...

I know you think I'm brave
Lovable, calm and reserved
I'd hate to burst your bubble
To tell you all that was fake

Those that know me know that I go through a lot
Every single day I'm in a cage of my of my own
Trying desperately hard to free myself
But nothing ever happens

Ever since I started my educational journey
I've always been told to never let failure get the best of me
To try so hard
To be the best

You would think I would turn out to be a genius
Extraordinarily talented and smart
Another disappointment for you
I'm just average

I've watched other people shine in the spotlight
I've watched them win titles, medals and trophies
What about me?
What's going to make me stand out?

My dad never failed to make me feel bad
He insulted me and compared me to others
He made me feel bad about myself
Every single day, I would cry myself to sleep

When am I going to make him proud?
When am I going to be the one receiving the standing ovations, medals, trophies, and all sorts?
When is my name going to be everywhere for a good reason?

When am I going to to give a speech with a wide grin plastered on my face?
When will I stop wishing to be others and they'll start wishing to be me?