Help me. I am failing. I am being torn. I am hiding so much behind smiles. I am hurt. But hiding this hurt with a smile. Stress is tearing me down. I'm fine right? I should be. Whats wrong for me to be so depressed? But then i figured out. Its so much stress. I have to be perfect. Or I get my dreams crushed. I hate this. I am not perfect. So why do certain people try to make me this perfect college material thing. I will be the first in my entire history of family to be successful. I will be the first to not be a failure. My mother told me when i was 11 years old of age i'd never be a musician. She told me i'd be terrible. She told me i'd fail. 4 years later. I proved her wrong. Ive become the one thing she said i'd never become. I became to be the most successful out of everyone in my family. I am the one now with the name thats recognizable. I have simply proven every person wrong. That have told me i cant do anything. Now they say i wont ever be happy again. I'll simply prove you wrong once again. Just watch me.