Nico di Angelo 5/21/11 Journal Day One

What do you want from me?

You're always second guessing me.

Always criticizing me.

I try my best but it's never enough.

You want me to be perfect, but can't you see it's impossible for me to be anything other than me.

I give you all I have, but you keep taking.

Soon all that will be left of me will be a shell of what I once was.

I will no longer laugh.

I will no longer smile.

No longer try to make friends.

I will just be a useless drone you can push around.

An empty shell of what I used to be.

No longer me.

What more do you want?

What more do you need?

I have nothing left to give.

Why can't you just leave me alone?

The pressure is too much.

I'm beginning to crack.

I will go insane.

SOMEONE HELP ME!