I am angry at what I consider to be a false government that has been lying to us for years. Sickened by the atrocities and ungodly operations and wars we have been fooled into believing were necessary. "Inhumanity at its best". I am sickened.
I'm a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I'm lazy, yet ambitious. I don't like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don't care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I'm a conflicted contradiction. If I can't figure myself out, there's no way anyone else has.