I've got ten shields in my hand; no way will anything reach me.
It starts with family and then a small group of friends. Then a mentor with the rude comments and sweeping statements. And then the glances and the sniggers, and for a while it really gets to me, really makes me feel like giving up. Until your arms are around me, and I realised I've everything to fight for.
I think - fuck them all. They don't know a single thing.
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