Leave me alone

I just couldn't take it anymore, I broke down in the middle of the stage, in the middle on the cameras and right in front of the paparazzi.

I just fell the the ground and curled my hands against my face, and I cried like I had never cried before. It was the type of cry when you feel like you're drowning but can see everyone else breathing around you. It was the type of cry where your lips shake, and your eyes start to fill up with tears, your hands are shaking and you are bent over and trying to suck it in and not make any noise but it hurts to much to keep it in so you just let out a cry, then comes to the loss of breath.

That is how I felt.

I ran off the stage crying, and embraced my mom and we fell to the floor cuddling each other while she was holding me like she did when I was two.

I just couldn't take it anymore, all the notes, the gossip, the laughing, the teasing.

I just. Couldn't. Take. It. Anymore.

People were trying to build me up, but it just made it worse because I knew that the next day I went to school, the kid that sat right next to me in geometry, would through a waded up paper at the side of my head saying the exact opposite.

I just couldn't do it.