Someone once told me how bad you are, and I silently refuted him in my heart. Maybe it was because I lacked the courage to refute.
Later, someone told me how great you are. I sneered in my heart, but I really thought there was no need to say too much.
You were once my armor, but then the armor grew legs on its own and moved away. I became the armor myself, invulnerable, and the former armor came to the door again.
Concept: Breaking the Mirror and Rebuilding the True Story