Angst, I guess.

I often feel like a huge disappointment.

My grandma adores me, she thinks I'm so talented and beautiful and wonderful. 

I wish I could live up to everyone's expectations for me.

Sometimes people think I'm beautiful, but I'm really just like everyone else.

Sometimes people think I'm smart because I'm quiet, but I'm not.

Sometimes people think I'll amount to something, but chances are I will end up miserable just like everybody else.

I'm so young and already I've fucked everything up. I wish I could start over.

I look at my heart and it hurts. I look at my face and I'm tired of it. I look at my GPA and I realize that if I ever go back to school I'm going to have one hell of a time getting any college to take a chance on me. I look at my job and I realize how incompetent I am at it.

I'M 18 AND EVERYONE EXPECTS ME TO INSTINCTUALLY KNOW WHAT THE HELL I'M SUPPOSED TO DO WITH MYSELF.