A lot on my mind.

I can't take the pressure anymore. Its building up it feels like I'm ready to burst any mintue now. I know I'm not perfect but I am surely capeable of many other things. As I try to gasp for another breath of air, my eyes are saying something thats not even there. I don't wan't to be different I just want to be me . It's so simple like an apple falling from a tree. Imagine me wandering aimlessly, hopelessly that so unlike me. When this sadness fades away thats just when my heart fails me.