Much to learn about writing, I do, hmm? Inspired by yoda, everybody's faveorite little green dude.

Finished, am I..

Empty, am I,

With my energy finally spent.

Silent, am I,

For I have nobody left to talk to.

Numb, am I,

For I do not want to feel anymore.

Unable, am I,

To be good enough for love and support

Am I.. done?

Yes. Yes. Please.

But no.

Even as I stop trying,

Stop trying to do well in the eyes of others,

Stop trying to please those I cannot please,

Stop pleading and trying and crying,

I am forced to keep going,

Even as I shut down,

I am forced to power up, try harder, be better,

Like a machine built for the use of

Others

With no thoughts to me.

I tried, I did, I really tried

For a while

But..

But I can't anymore,

I can't try

Or feel

Or be afraid

Anymore

I can't try to be this person

This prodigy

That everyone thinks I should be

Can't..

Anymore.