There lived a man.  He was an ordinary man.  Though, he lived his life with great expectations.  Expectations that felt pressured from not only himself but from society, his family and friends.  He wanted to be the best possible version of himself; perfect.  Little did he know what he was doing to himself.  Deteriorating himself slowly from the inside out.  It all started when he was young.  Wanting to be the popular kid, someone everyone would look up too.  Portraying a persona that was addictive to society.  A persona the people would favour.  He had forgotten about his morals and values or perhaps never found them.  Little did he know he was slowly deteriorating himself.  Next, came his teenage years.  Pressuring himself to live up to his popularity while getting good grades.  Ultimately, so his parents would be proud and the people would look up to him.  He began to fall off the wagon, failing all his classes.  Pressuring himself to a point where he felt helpless, confused, and empty inside.    Little did he know he was deteriorating.  His feelings and touch with reality had vanished from him.  All that was left was his appearance.  Finally, he grew up to be an adult.  Feeling lost and clueless to the reality around him he had no career, the only thing getting him through life were his friends.  His friends were always there for him throughout his whole life, though he was unaware of the support.  Focused on pleasing expectations all his life.  He did not realize the importance of what he had.  Little did he know he had already deteriorated.  He was empty and now he had no appearance.  As if he was invisible he didn’t know who he was anymore. Until one day he had enough.  He opened his eyes and realized life was more.  It was about cherishing relationships, being kind, and finding something that makes you happy.  Not popularity, your success, or numbers.  However, he was too late, and now he is gone.