Evan Carmichael reflects on how his mother's belief in him sustained him through childhood isolation and later adult doubts. He dreamed of becoming the next Bill Gates while others pushed him toward money, but her lessons taught him to live on his own terms and stay unbreakable.
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Growing up, I always saw the world differently than others. My teachers, they didn't understand me. They said I had problems. I was never the cool kid in school. I didn't really fit in anywhere. But Mama, you sheltered me and helped me believe. Believe. Then I got in the real world and they tried to tear me down. They tried to take away my dreams and make me like them. Wish I can turn back time to the good old days where my mama sang us believe, but now I'm stressed out. Wish I can turn back time to the good old days where my mama sang us believe. Believe but now I'm stressed. I used to play pretend write my dreams up on the wall played ball in the spring and policeman in the fall be the next Bill Gates they're laughing at my face saying wake up you need to make money uh! I used to play pretend write my dream upon the wall played ball in the spring and policemen in the fall be the next Bill Gates they're laughing at my face saying wake up you need to make money ah! Mama... I'm stronger now. You taught me. You saved me. There's nothing they could throw at me that will hold me back. This is my life, not theirs. I'll live it on my terms. Mama, thank you for helping me believe.
