its funny how you look in the mirror and you see one person and you try to share that side of yourself with someone but what they see is a monster. no one says anything because they fear your lash...no one speaks their real thoughts or fears and instead they lash out. They call me a monster when I was the one left standing the middle of the pain and chaos they brought to me.

I'm labeled and marked by people that didn't even really know me and I'm scared and burned by those that I let close because rather then looking past that horrible reflect that the others see...they should be looking at me. The me that offered everything and had it thrown back at me.

I stand in the chaos and burning agony of my life in a cold breeze that is purely lonely now as I realize the more I show myself to the world the more they see a monster, something they can not understand because all they know is that world of pain...all they know is how to cause it. So here I stand in the ground zero alone and confused...and there I stood watching from afar...maybe I am a monster...maybe I am heartless. I wish I was heartless.

now there is a new light and my mind is wary and timid while my heart has found a new shelter from the harsh wasteland. I still dunno what i'm doing but as much as I don't want to play the game anymore here I am standing at the begining of a new road, giving only the faintest glimps backwards, sometimes I still find myself wish I could have fixed things, but its back there now and I didn't make the choice so how can I regrett it?

I can't and I no longer will...the light is calling me and I'm going to fallow it once more. Why would I? because this time I think the real me can be seen. I'm going to smirk and move forward. no more distractions and no more regrets...its time to change because I don't want to lose this light again...the only issue is...I prefer coke