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I fight with every thing I have. Determined not to give up. I must fight to keep control of my self. Every one has two sides to them good and bad. I stay good but my dark side is trying to take control. I fight for my friends and family. So they don't lose the me who they once new. I continue to fight. I am nearly out of strength. The only thing that keeps me fighting is thought of the ones I love. I must not lose hope. I can see that I am losing. My dark side is not even trying to fight because I am so weak now. Some one please help me. That is what I say as I fall to the ground.