>Sometimes I try to do things.
>And it just doesn't work out the way I want it to.
>And I get real frustrated, and like I try hard to do it. 
>And I take my time, but it just doesn't work out the way I want it to.
>It's like I concentrate on it real hard.
>But it just doesn't work out.
>And everything I do and everything I try.
>It never turns out, it's like, I need time to figure these things out.
>But there's always someone there going
>"Hey Echo, you know, we've been noticing you've been having a lot of problems lately, you know? You should maybe get away, and like, maybe you should talk about it you'll feel a lot better."
And I go, "No it's okay, you know, I'll figure it out, just leave me alone, I'll figure it out, you know? I'm just working on myself."
>They go, "Well you know, if you want to talk about it, I'll be here, you know, and you'll probably feel a lot better if you talk about it. So why don't you talk about it?"
And I go, "NO I don't want to, I'm okay! I'll figure it out myself!"
>But they just keep bugging me, they just keep bugging me and it builds up inside...
>I was in my room, and I was just like, staring at the walls thinking about everything but then again I was thinking about nothing, and then my mom came in, and I didn't even know she was there.
>She called my name and I didn't hear her, then she started screaming, "Echo! Echo!"
And I go, "What? What's the matter?"
>She goes, "What's the matter with you?"
I go, "There's nothing wrong mom"
>She goes, "Don't tell me that, you're on drugs!"
I go, "No mom, I'm not on drugs, I'm okay, I'm just thinking, you know? Why don't you get me a Mango?"
>She goes, "NO! You're on drugs!"
I go, "Mom, I'm okay, I'm just thinking"
>And she goes, "NO! You're not thinking you're on drugs! Normal ponies don't act that way!"
I go, "Mom, just get me a Mango, please? All I want's a Mango."
>And she wouldn't give it to me, all I wanted was a Mango, just one Mango, and she wouldn't give it to me, just a Mango!
>I'm sitting in my room, and my mom and my dad came in, they pulled up a chair and they sat down.
>They go, "Echo, we need to talk to you"
And I go, "Okay, what's the matter?"
>They go, "Me and your mom, we've been noticing lately you've been having a lot of problems, and you've been going off for no reason, and we're afraid you're gonna hurt somebody, and we're afraid you're gonna hurt yourself, so we decided that it would be in your best interest, if we put you in a place where you could get the help that you need."
And I go, "Wait! What are you talking about? WE decided?! MY best interest?! How do YOU know what MY best interest is? How can YOU say what MY best interest is? What are you trying to say, I'M crazy?! When I went to YOUR schools, I went to YOUR churches, I went to YOUR institutional learning facilities! So how can you say I'm crazy?!”