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!
