Bad Student

You were given a name. But are you your name? You were called a good student, a bad student. But is that who you are?

They told you that you were worthless, or that you could do anything. But is that who you are?

I once asked myself who I am, at the very root of my being. That question has followed me ever since.

I think I have my answer now.

But now I wonder - do you ever wonder?

And if you ever found out.. what would you do with the knowledge of yourself?

What would you do, if you knew your true strength and power?