25. 我要像个男人一样死去。我不能这样死。我死在路上了。

　　 Title: The Demands of Being a Man

　　I want to die like a man. I can't die like this. I die on the road.

　　In the modern world, we are constantly programmed to conform to certain expectations, to live up to certain standards. For a man, it is the expectation to be strong, to be fierce, to be unafraid. But sometimes, when things get tough, when the weight of the world becomes too much to bear, we find ourselves struggling to keep up. We want to prove ourselves, to show the world what we are capable of. But in doing so, we often end up falling short, succumbing to the pressure that we put ourselves under.

　　I die on the road because I can't take it anymore. The weight of the world, the expectations placed upon me, it's all too much. I want to be free, to be alone, to just be. But instead, I'm stuck in this endless cycle of pretending, of conforming, of trying to be something I'm not.

　　It's like I'm living in a play, a role that I'm not comfortable with. I'm constantly pushing myself to be strong, to be brave, to be a man. But sometimes, I feel like I'm drowning, like I'm not getting enough oxygen. I'm suffocating, and I don't know how to breathe.

　　I want to be a man, but I don't know what that means. I've been told what it means to be a man, what the expectations are. But what if those expectations are holding me back? What if they're not allowing me to be true to myself? Then what's the point of being a man?

　　I die on the road because I can't keep living up to others' expectations. I want to be me, not someone else. I want to be free, not constrained. I want to be happy, not always worried about what others think.

　　It's time for me to let go, to let go of the weight that others place upon me. I want to be a man who dies with his eyes open, who dies doing what he loves. I want to be a man who is true to himself, who is not afraid to be vulnerable.

　　So I accept my fate, and I die on the road. I die a man, not a wimp. I die with pride, knowing that I've lived my life true to myself. I may be gone, but my legacy will live on, a reminder to others to be true to themselves, to never let others dictate who they are.

　　I want to die like a man because I want to be remembered as a man. I want to be a man who made a difference, who lived his life with purpose. I want to be a man who was true to himself, who never compromised his beliefs.

　　In the end, it's not about living up to others' expectations. It's about living up to yourself, about being true to yourself, and doing what makes you happy. So I accept my fate, and I die on the road, knowing that I've lived my life to the fullest, to the best of my abilities.