Being compared to others, living for other's expectations, no one to understand you, masking and hiding yourself to the world, keeping your feelings to youself, isn't it tiring? Yes it is. But the question is, do you have a choice? No. When you've already taken enough...is living still an option? Hi guys! I'm back! This is a story that was made by purely my emotions. Please understand the minor errors, and some spelling errors also. Feel free to voice your opinion and comment below! P.S. EVERYTHING IS PURELY FICTION THAT IS MADE BY MY MIND SO IF YOU FIND THE STORY SIMILAR TO OTHERS IT IS PURELY COINCIDENCE.