I Pretend To Understand Because I Don't

Humanity, You Never Had It To Begin With.

I Knew I Was Strong, And Maybe Like They Said, "crazy." But I Had This Feeling Inside Of Me That Something Real Was There.

Some People Like What You Do, Some People Hate What You Do, But Most People Simply Don't Give A Damn.

The Whole World Is Caught In Her Glance And At Last The Universe Is Magnificent.

Things Get Bad For All Of Us, Almost Continually, And What We Do Under The Constant Stress Reveals Who/what We Are.