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You wont understand, who or why I am, but at lest you may have some understanding, of what made me who.

I have been living my life for 19 years now, yet I am a wise old man, to most, and with the past I have had, I'm almost more childish then most, to reclaim my past, a past, I shall never get. I bare so much hatred to man kind, and I should just let go, but it is more then your mind, can understand. It's become more then a part of my life, or even who I am. It is me. I've lived with pure hate in my heart, and if I am to loss it, I will die off. I am nice, sure. But that's only because, of how I learned. I learned to be mean and hateful to others, would get me no where. So I am nice, sweet, caring, Only to bind my time, and to fight the hate I hold. The more wrong, that happens to me. And once more, I hate everything, I hate even my self. I'm a good soul'd man, but that means nothing when, only hatred is the one and only thing I see.

People laugh at me, only because they know they're safe, but they also know, if they where not safe, I'd kill them, every one of them, and it wouldn't stop at them. No matter how my soul would to fight, I wouldn't stop, I couldn't stop.