Me 2 Me. I am selfish. There are two kinds of people in this world, those who sell fish, and those who are selfish. I am a protector of alligators. I set them loose on you; I create my opinions and break your spirit. They are mine. I control those minds that say what goes. Your thoughts, I create their deathbeds. I will take over. Me. Not much choice.

Me Me. I am a quitter. I am weak. Today I chose a path that others dare to seek. I took that dare for my own reasons, trading hope for some ripped jeans and and a black tee shirt. That graveyard awaits; full if others who have given up. My faulty ways have caused grief, do you expect me to sieve through all this nothingness? I don't think so. My soul is dark, I have rain, but now bows. I am not special. I am weak. I have created a path that is worn, but full of tests, still untaken by the wrath, that I hope says You may pass.