It's all okay

It’s always all at the same time when you’re world starts to fall. Crumbling beneath your feet making you feel so small. The sound of defeat sounds in your ear. Maybe it’s the place the people or the year. The hate starts to eat away making you look in the mirror and what you see doesn’t make anything clearer. You see what the world defines you as, then you look harder and the fog begins to lift. You see the true you, the person who has so much potential a true gift. The person who doesn’t listen to the mean things people say. That’s the you that you need to be each day.

A.