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?