Why are young men so self assured that games must be played in order to win the prize?
Why do they tell me that I am wrong because I don’t play along with it?
I was always the one standing against the wall, refusing to participate in play with the other kids. I didn’t see the point. I still do not see the point.
Because men want it easy and they will say whatever they can to make you doubt yourself and play it their way. Stand your ground, do what feels right and stop hanging around idiots like that.
All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.