It feels like ****,
you are inadequate,
throw in the towel,
just go home and quit.

Less useful than a mule,
your insides wanna come out.
you’re puny and minuscule,
drowning in uncertainty and doubt.

Take it from one who's been there,
one who sought approval and praise,
hold your ground and don't care,
at what the spiritless doubter says.

For he lives in a fenced sty,
with the other mindless stock,
and because he cant fly,
he ties you to a rock.