Atmospheric pressure makes me mean
It never cooperates
Variable everywhere I go
I never know what to expect
Devoutly, I want to be the light spectrum
Atmosperic pressure keeps me here
Contracting. Pushing me into the ground.
I'd like to say atomsperic presure sucks
But it doesn't. It's my fishbowl. My Kandor.
It breaks everything I drop
I swear its making my hair gray
Lighthearted is near impossible
How do birds fly? Daily, I damn near cry.
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