Golden Lashes!

I grow with a mindset that I am only successful if I have done a lot of accomplishments. That I was born to be on top, that I can get anything I want because I am intelligent. I grow up with praises, and with the people who are adoring me. Always thinking that I'm superior among others. Didn't thought that someday those applauses will became my nightmare. I haven't thought that those achievements would cause depression. That those certificates would serve as a handkerchief containing poison. That their voice of praises will became a gravity that will pull me down and the worst thing are the medals that they have been put in my neck and became a golden Lashes that would later suffocate me to DEATH!