When enough of the world comes at you, telling you you\'re nothing, you believe.
This i.
If you\'re lucky, enough love begins seeping through, lighting a path to change.
Or to end.
Or to change.
To stay.
You constantly ask yourself: What if I don\'t know the answer? What if I\'m wrong? What if they know I\'m wrong? What if they laugh? What if fearing failure makes you fail? You\'re faced with a choice.
You become until the pain of becoming is too great to bear.
You become what you believe.
When enough of the world comes at you, telling you you\'re nothing, you believe