And so I laid my life down unwillingly in the high school hallway as the disgruntled kid blew off steam.

I became a symbol.

I found myself in a strange land with other people much like me, we were well armed and had matching uniforms fighting against people we thought of as strange.

I became a hero.

I found myself with a choice to leave her to love her.

I became a father.

I found myself without option or hope, I found myself in the gutter, I found myself with no life to live.

I became a statistic.

I found a cause in which I would fight and die for, a cause which would jail me and forget me, a cause with I would be judged for me.

I become a martyr.  

I found a political voice in which I thought had weight.

I became a joke.

I found myself at the edge of the world repeating all my mistakes and actions without learning the lessons.

I became insane.

I found myself looking in the mirror.

I became self conscious.

I found myself starved for affection.

I became a ****.

I found myself starved of personality.

I became boring.

I found myself in the lost and found.

Now I can become.