Ruined.

people ask me what I want to do with my life. I tell them "Music." I say. "It's all I live for." But they correct me. "Music?" They snort. "You need something realistic." It's strange, it's my life, what do they care? I tell them "Then chemistry." I change. "I love the numbers." But they correct me. "Chemistry?" They jeer. "You're not smart enough." I never once asked for their opinions. I was justing explaining my dreams. "I'll be an actor." "You won't be successful." "Maybe a social worker." "Those people have enough issues." It goes back and forth, each person dragging me down with their words. but by now, I've sunken so far, that my dreams are crushed and I can no longer soar.