They can scrutinize, observe, criticize me, making me feel bad and negative. From there, the bad side in me was nurtured, causing the bad side to become so strong that it could almost swallow the good side. But, I can also have strange hands reaching out to help, those are the people called “friends”, so lucky in life to be loved by strangers thanks to fate. They help you nurture your good side, help your good side grow bigger and embrace and cover the bad side. The bad side is still there, but thanks to the good side, you are still a “good person”, because no one is perfect.