... like a fact of history. And when you die, you'll become something worse than dead.
You'll become a legend.
You're tormented by the idea that what people see will not be what you want to show.
"I just need practice," you tell yourself, "If I just keep at it, somewhere along the line, I'll stop sucking."
But deep inside, darker yet seemingly more true than anything else, you feel inadequate. Like everyone in the world has been given the ability to grow and transcend, and you have been clipped, or stagnated by some otherworldly chemical.
You have been implanted with the desire to create, and a taste for something truly original, but lik