believe in yourself it’s the only person that matters…

…none of the educators, none of the teachers, none of those folks in suits with straight teeth, new convertible cars, and long drives to the new suburbs believed I would amount to anything, anything legit that is.

So they x-ed me out of their study plans and attendance sheets, stowed me in the “Work-Study” class where I would learn to “yes-sir” all those like them. I had to take English 10 in 10th, 11th, 12th grade to graduate, came to school in the morning to study hall, then whatever the current English class was, then shop class, then study hall, then at 11:10am, I checked out of school and went to work at the job they set up for me…painting used cars in a local used car sales lot.

No one, NO ONE ever mentioned college to me, nor did they ever mention S.A.T. because I guess they assumed I couldn’t spell it let alone pass it.

I became what they prescribed and trained me to be…ANGRY.

Screw them and all like them.

What they didn’t manage to suck out of me though was…me. I never thought I was a “him” I always just thought I was a me.

I never gave up on the me I knew was in me, I never believed them, but I believed in me.

Believe in yourself no matter if you are just a “him” or a “her” to others, screw them, show them, believe, believe, believe in the wonderful me you have within.

That’s what this sign is all about, it’s for all of you, all of us, written off but of whom wrote their own script, their own way and whom throughout it all became the me they knew they were inside.

believe!

I do, in my me, and in your me too for if I can be the me I thought I can be, so can you, SO CAN YOU.

believe!