• I was brought here, I have stayed here, I have the up most respect for all, I have the least respect for all, I thought I had your back if you had mine.

    It grazes down my face as a rain drop, one more chapter added to my book of life, and yet again one more page I would love to rip out, but you can never forget a memory that is stuck, and stained in your head.

    Brought back from forth, take back what you want. What do you expect from me? If you expect me to fly, too bad because even someone whom thinks they are so high and mighty can't even fly.

    I thought everything is dandy, but from the looks of things, I can see the great big picture, and all I see is a painting that had a random group of people that are thick headed, and are all wearing a mask beneath one more mask, because they & I are too scared of our own true identity, or whom we really are.

    So, I sit here in my four walled prison with no bars.
    Ponder
    Wonder
    Wait...