A prisoner I am, imprisoned by my own thoughts and paranoid by intuition. I don't ever look back at memories, I always think of what I can do at present and what I can be in the future. I know how to make friends but only for a moment because it's quite hard to get emotionally attached that it might be too difficult to take away. Yes I'm a jolly and cheerful person but I bring the image of fear and darkness so others would keep their distance.I've been used, I've been had and I've been criticized. And now I'm always on my guard and never put it down. The fact that people can be instruments, it's either we use them or they use us, a player or a pawn.
Sometimes people are no different from a parasite, they suck blood out of you, they use you for their own benefits, they become totally dependent. For when the moment you take yourself away from them, they become madly insane, a friend turned to foe in split second, just for loosing one of their obsessed posession, YOU.
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