Life for him has never been easy,
the good girls take him as a friend,
and ones who see him as more are crazy.
Hopefully one day that will end.

He lives a hard life, his choices are so fucking hard.
He cracks under the pressure daily, over and over again.
He folds to life, before seeing a single fucking card.
He will make himself promises, but the deadlines pass by him.

He describes himself as being in a rut.
He put all his faith in a worthless slut.
He was sure he had found his dream girl, but alas...
Poor boy, has been thrown out again on his ass.

Sadly you hardly knew her, for you she hardly cared,
when she was around, hers was the only company you shared.
Certain things in life, are easy to rush into my friend.
You said it this time, you'll say it the next, 'never again.'

Edward Veilleux

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/constant-pressure/