Abstraction

Try Hard (Baepsae)

To all those who will never be good enough for everybody. You're the world and then some to somebody. 

Keep going. 

They were scrutinized from the beginning. Every inappropriate word, wrong move, or screw up put into a safe and saved for a day when their guards were down. Except these days their guards were never down. The walls they had built to keep the criticism at bay was the only thing protecting the fragile sutures that held their hearts together. They knew the world was against them.

Nothing they did was good enough.

No matter how hard they tried, they would never be enough for everyone.

Hours upon hours of practice a day to perfect every flaw was worth it until the next pay check was laid out in front of them. This is it? We've been working ourselves to exhaustion for this? It almost wasn't worth it.

The key word being almost.

Sure, some days were better than others. Most days the only mantra they could afford was "you can do it" no matter how many times they swore they just couldn't. The appearance upkeep, the endless memorization, the constant struggle for perfection ate away at them until all they were was an empty shell craving for something more than suffering.

Until they took on the world.

The screaming turned from anger into excitement, and when they were on top, those critics' concerns couldn't touch them. Up here, in front of all the people who adored them and side by side with the ones they loved they realized that it was all worth it.

Maybe they tried too hard to please everyone, but now they know that everyone was too broad a spectrum.

For now, as long as they were here in this moment of victory, nothing else mattered.