"We tend to forget things", good and bad things

Who's my role model? My inspiration? Someone who believes in me?

Marilyn Monroe, Oprah Winfrey, it comes down to a point that I have figured out that kids are inspirations! They reminded us who we were before and how the wonderworld sounds so beautiful, so real.

The people who truly loved us, who truly believed in us, are people who are beside us. We had forgotten them. We remember the hates and pains but do we remember the love and hope?
My geography teacher, my grandpa, my family, my unsung heroes. I had forgotten the love, the faith they had on me.

I will not let them down. It is hard to find someone who looked up to you, who believed in you. I have found it but I have let it go.