I'm son of rage and love... 

I thought I know myself, so that gives me the sacred right to tell everyone else who they are, and what will the become in the future. But now, when i think about it... i don't really know if i know who I am, or who i became in past few years, so how am I suppose to have that rights?

Today i got coky on someone who's dear to me... why she is dear to me? i don't know just yet... maybe some day i will figure that out, but now... I've made her mad at me, by being so smartass. Its is something not right, but at the other hand.. it is good... cos i realize something, that all the time i was the bad guy, not the righteous one. I always saw others by prism of my own desire, and beliefs, and that was the wrong way to see things.

I've made up my mind. I know why I did this, and i know how to prevent it from happening again. There is much to be done, there is much to be lern... it may take another five years... but it this will make me a better man, and if then i will stop hurting others.. so be it. its time to close this doors...

Now.. im just... twisted... and... broken... and it hurst... and i gues.. that is good... 'cos i've deserved that...

You have touched me

You layed hand on me

You left a hole

A hole that can't be refill

You saw me for few seconds

You had a glance of what I am

You were staring in my eyes

Just to turn blind eye

You could have been everything

You could be anything

Insted you walked away

And left me at the gate

You see me last one time

Cos now I'll be closed tight

No one will cut me open

I'll stay twisted and broken inside

*by Shapeshifter