If someone can whisper something in your ear it's only you that can let it reside there, it's only you letting the doubt it instilled resonate off your past.
I wasn't there, I can't pick up those pieces, they are not mine.
I have my own pieces.
I can only take a deep breath each time someone knocks them from my hands when I have found and gathered them all Myself.
I have too much faith in people, even when they give me no reason.
Don't say I didn't try.