I wonder... if my mediocrity defines me... if i need labels... if what i earn defines me... if i take a chance and fail, i had be a loser... if i don't like something, i usually have this guilt... if i can't be someone, why should i be held guilty of not trying... if i give hopes, i have to keep them... if I lie, I would be condemned... if what people think, makes me me... if i don't feelt he drive, i should pull myself up... if i am afraid, i had be too proud to say it... if i feel like saying out loud that i am tired, i had be a ninny... if i don't make it big in life and die like the other millions, it had be a life well spent and not saved... if my work is not seen, i should make it heard... if i don't feel like it, i should let people know... if i dread seeing someone and disappointing them, i should just hope for the best... if lost hopes should be cried for... if... I am just panicking now... everything else is fine...
formulating infinity within zero