I am just a name, a number in the files, another hopeless dreamer, a ****** guitarist, a time waster, procrastinator, another beating heart, a music lover, punk rocker, another corrupted by rock. I am just another face fighting through the crowd, a confused teen, a homebound fighter, another gear in a broken clock.
                     I am a lover and a hater.
Who am I?
                     Who am I to judge?
Who am I to say what's right and what's wrong? Who am I to love? Who am I to hate? Who am I to live without actually living? Who am I to define what's music and what's not?

Who am I to believe,
who I am is truly who I am?

                I am not just
             a name or
         a number in
      that box of files.

I am me and you are you...

I am a music ****** so I finish with...

"Death inspires me, like a dog inspires a rabbit"
~ Tyler Joseph |-/