sometimes i wonder who i am. two faced. one foot in very different pools. I am a hypocrit, a loser and a fool maybe im dangerous because of that, maybe im illegal, maybe you should be afraid but not really, these are just words on a screen, i feel so empty, alone, its all so pointless i hate you im sorry to say, and i wish i could draw as good as you. but its nothing im stuck in endless circles. either i destroy myself or be destroyed something will give in eventually i feel little but contempt
