As I stare down at the mashed pulp of my fingertips, watching them as they strike the keys of the accursed keyboard to which I have grown so attached, I realize that all along I have only been a small and frightened soul, simply hoping and praying for someone bigger to come around and cradle me in their arms. I want to burn the ashes of my prior life, to pour them into a river of blood and watch as it empties into the abyss, only to turn my back and head into the unknown. I look around me and see nothing but people, their souls in pain, their dreams in vain, their minds insane, rushing about the streets to accomplish sweet nothing, wasting their time fretting about the time they have wasted, fearing some end that they themselves will bring, succumbing and submitting more and more each day to the pain of the pressures of their peers, and all I want is to save them, to somehow bring this painful existence to an end. Looking back at the memories that I have had, I wish ever increasingly to return to that state of childlike innocence wherein I was always at peace with myself and the world, where I never worried about anything and the deepest pain was a cat scratch or a scraped knee, a time when I knew that I would bring about a change in the world that would bring even those minor annoyances to an end. I see this world around me and I am disgusted, but then I turn my eyes to myself and revel in my hypocracy, for I am dirt, more trivial and repulsive than anything the world has to offer, and so full of self-pity for this miniscule portion of the world's pain that has been allotted me. I I am I am nothing I am nothing and I am nothing and everything I am nothing and everything to I am nothing and everything to this I am nothing and everything to this world I am nothing and everything to this world so I am nothing and everything to this world so full I am nothing and everything to this world so full of I am nothing and everything to this world so full of pain I am nothing and everything to this world so full of pain that I am nothing and everything to this world so full of pain that I I am nothing and everything to this world so full of pain that I have I am nothing and everything to this world so full of pain that I have created. This world so full of pain... I have created.