Weighed Down

I haven't written in a long time and this came to my head, I just want input

i feel stuck
like i'm on a wheel
running for my life
it's rinse and repeat
the same old story
the other shoe
constantly dropping
i'm always on edge
always waiting
if things are good
they're too good to be true
my prison guard watches
waiting to pounce
waiting for me to
make a mistake
for a reason to shut me down
this pressure's sitting atop me
like a huge weight
it wants me flattened
wants me on the ground
wants me to succumb
i'm afraid i'll lash out
i'm scared i'll ruin it
scared i'll ruin us
what if i ruin me