The wall

What do you do when you feel the wall closing on you? I feel like giving up some time. The more I try to push it back. It comes back faster. I lost my mind and thought. My mind is blank like a piece of paper. No motion and no feeling. Do I keep pushing my way out of it? Or do I keep going? Sometimes it is too much to think about it. I can't even think. It makes me want to stop what I am doing and give up. Everyone always doubts me. There don't see the real me. I tried to play someone I am not. No one sees me. There see what there want to see. I can't breathe because I am a trap. Do there hear me? Can you see me for who I am? There, see what there want to see. The walls closed on me. I want to be free to be me. Look at me for who I am. See me for what I have become. Read my words. There won't believe in me. I was lost in my words. Because there took my dream and made it into their own. There makes me second-guess myself. My words and though belong to me. You can't take that away from me. It mines to own it. There won't be a second chance. This is my time. To push through. I hope I will make it. I won't back down. This is my life. That means I control my life. So take your words and your judgment, and put them aw