I feel extremely discourage. I hate piano. I'm not inspired to play. In fact, I'm no good at it. I dread playing to piano. I hate the fact that I can't stop playing. I hate the fact that my parents say that playing the piano is good for me. They are not me, how do they know it is? They keep saying you can do it. But truth be told, I can't. I hate the fact that they keep saying it's for my future. I got my own dreams and my own aspirations. Even before I can't finish my sentence on how I hate playing the piano, they'll say they have heard enough. They didn't even get to hear what I've got to say. I gave my best, I did all I can, why do they still want me to continue?