Son of the White Fang.
Copycat Kakashi.
Prodigy.
didn't deserve that praise.
He let his sensei die.
Left Naruto all alone for years while stuck in his grief.
Lost his teammates, because he hadn't been strong enough.
He was worse than scum, and he knew it.
"No."
How could anyone see different of him?
He wasn't some great Shinobi.
Team 7 had broken because he hadn't been a proper sensei!
"Why can't you see? That isn't all you've done."
What else had he managed to screw up?
Kakashi honestly didn't know why he continued to live.
Why make more mistakes, that get his loved ones hurt, or even killed?
What good was he?
"Kakashi Hatake."
"Ne, Kaka-Sensei! Look!"
"Hn, Dobe."
"Naruto! Be careful!"
You aren't a failure.
You're a human being.
Humans make mistakes.
We fumble, we fall, we scrape our knees.
But we always get back up.
What good are you?
You are good enough.
To live.
To laugh.
To cry.
You're more than what you think of yourself, Kakashi.