You must be poor. why? cuz ur not making any cents!

I completely remember the horror I felt when my pits started getting hairy. I would walk with my arms pressed against my sides.

Is my name V? No... Then why would I follow U?

I was a terrible athlete and a pretty bad student. I couldn't focus. My imagination was always racing.

You must be poor. why? cuz ur not making any cents!

This is our big chance to see what people think of us. The real us. We have to show em there's nothing to be afraid of. If we don't get over our fears, they never will.

Inspiration is all around us. Don't let the brain limit the mind .