What are you? Stop it!

A wimp.

A coward.

A crybaby.

You're nothing. Shut up! No I'm not!

Why fight it? Because I can!

Admit it. You're afraid.

Afraid to even live. If I am, so what!

You hide behind yourself.

Talking tough words.

But all you are is a mask. That-! That's not true!

Paint and plastic.

Shiny and useless for anything but decoration. Be quiet! Stop it! Stop saying things like that!

Cowering in the darkness.

What are you? Stupid? Hey! Be quiet. I never say things like that about you!

Don't even try to deny.

You're afraid to speak. Stop it!

Afraid to lead.

And even more afraid to fail. Stop it, please!

You're even afraid to get angry.

You're too afraid to live. Why don't you stop?

In the end you'll be abandoned.

By your friends.

By your family.

And finally by your very mask itself. Shut up! Be quiet! It won't happen! It won't!

You're a disappointment.

A failure.

Go drown yourself in a puddle, you reject.

...stop it, please.