*waves* I'm back... With a little poem on pressure. Enjoy!

Break Point

You criticize me,

Tell me I'm always wrong,

I know I deserve it,

But it's been too long.

Stop telling me what to do,

Don't tell me I'm dumb,

Cause all these things you've told me,

Has made my heart go numb.

My breath is short,

The pressures too heavy,

I need to break free,

For there's no one to save me.

My shell is cracking,

My real self is starting to show,

I can't stop your words,

When all I can say is no.

Pain is taking over,

My chest is starting to hurt,

The pressure won't start lifting,

Instead more will just assert.

Someone help me breathe,

Someone make me smile,

When you're around me,

The pressure will just pile.

When will I be happy,

When will my lungs clear,

Will that day only come,

When you say what I wish to hear?

I need love, not your opinion,

Comfort, not your belief,

Cause I'm leaving if you won't stop,

I don't need more of your grief.

There it is... Guess it was inspired by reviewers, but ended up being about an abusive relationship. Please review... A nice one of you please.