Sometimes you’ll carry the world on your shoulders, even when thinking that you’ll fall behind, you continue. A sort of 'miracle' happens, it’s called hard work and you achieve the unachievable. Then others will call you ‘smart,' ‘intelligent,’ and ‘bright,’ when in reality you’re not. You left your friends in order to study, you left your family moments to work, and you’ve forgotten the meaning of fun and the enjoyment of childish things, while losing your youth to a pencil and paper.