Little body, short life, thin arms, soft skin, tired heart, everything about physical existence is fragile to me. I wish I was strong, I'd always wanted to be something great. Many men can relate, they wish their existence was better. They would have wanted to do more, give more, accomplish more, and be more than they are. I never really wanted to be human, this feeling has always been with me for so many years, like I'm in the wrong body and on the wrong planet.

When I was younger, I usedto say I was sorry, each day, like, I felt I had to appologize, I'd say it into the air. I knew something was missing, and something was wrong. I've changed so much in a few years, but I feel like a ghost that can't talk to anybody.

I guess that's all there is to say for now.