Dear ghost,
Yes, let the world knock on my head till they shatter my fragile ego. Chastise me so I know my place. "I donot deserve this," let them say it again and again till it is imprinted on my brain. Till I lose all that rots me. So that I can remake myself. So that I can work harder till I break my ego. Till I become stronger. Till I develop the strength to love. Till I learn to cherish what I have. For everyone can hate. It is the brave soul that can love and forgive.
Yours.