Ah well.... what can be said? I sleep,awaken, work... then back to bed. I am happiness and sadness too, bringing anger, compassion and confusion from you. A paradox in the form of a boy who never grows old and who's heart is a toy. To be broken and battered and thrown away. And feels like it happens everyday.... I fill my life with the sounds of music, it keeps my alive and gets me through it. Sadly enough it's all that I am, and the only reminder I am a man...