As I look back upon my life I can see everywhere I have been, everyone I have met, and everything I have done, yet somewhere in the chaos of life I lost something, I lost myself, I embraced the image I sent forth for myself, what was once a mask is now a face. I once acted angry and stubborn to fend off the wolves at my door, now I am angry and stubborn to all who pass me by. Few people know the real me anymore, and even they dont know the depths of my madness, my anger, my forsaken ideals. I was once a bright happy young man, naive of the world and its horrors, now I am a jagged soul, aware of the world and its truths. The truth shall set you free......free to misery and hatered