What once seemed so important to me is now just another thing. I strived to be one of the best. In class, at practice or at home. But now I just try to get by. I still get good grades, which is a huge surprise. But I don't have the same ambition or drive to be more. At practice I just try to get through it, what once was my favorite sport is now just a pain. But I can't exactly quit now can I? I can't quit because they still expect more from me. I can't quit because they'll always try to talk me out of quitting.
I feel like I'm held on a certain pedestal and their expectations are too high for me to see. And once I get knocked down they won't look at me the same.
What used to bring me joy is another task I have to complete.
The pillars that once held me up are crumbling and I don't know if I want to stay up much longer. The weight is pulling at me.
I've lost friends to these expectations of doing the right thing.
Why is the good things I do not bring ne good fortunes in return. Why am I being punished for the good deeds I've done in life.
