We are in front of you. You tell me a solid case of what you see.
You say I am young and shallow and do not see. That hurts because for once I feel like I am being young rather than years beyond my age. It's liberating and makes me excited about life.
Your words have, again, the effect of making lose that drive to move.
Why can't you let me be at my own pace instead of being angry that I'm not at your level.
It hurts and feels unfair.
I'm 25 but it feels that only now I'm experiencing what I should have as a teenager.
Call me naive, call me shallow. At this point I have shut it all down.
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