To be or not to be?

I feel like, it would be like stepping back in time, back to high school. With all the people, all in their own little niches, own little worlds, like a bubble. That on the inside I feel I have the power to pop, but when push comes to shove, that's exactly it, I'm pushed and shoved out again. Do I do it to myself?

I shouldn't let it get to me, but how long have I told myself that, I've lost count. Why do I always feel less than I'm worth? It's like the reality of it scares me, which is why I am so, because I'm so not even that way at all. Stupid perception/prediction of reality. Stupid fear. Is it all in my head?

If your excuse is just that, then it's weak. I would do it for you.