Pressure

What is Pressure?

Is it what hides behind our deepest intent?
Is it the down for what we believe the up to be?
Is it a frown behind a veiled smile?
Is it self-imposed or is it justified by life?

If we can decide who we are,
Does that mean we can rise above the pressure by a simple choice?

When when the world seems tough do we hide behind pressure,
Is it for pressure's sake or is it for definition?

Why do we define ourselves by the pressure we face,
Why don't be define ourselves by the decisions we make?