I am a giver, a hopeless romantic, who gives happiness, what no one has given to me. yet, they call me crazed, and deranged. I can be the smartest person in the world, all it takes, is for one person to say "you are insane" then comes the doubt, the self hate, self loathe, and finally the loss of myself. but I am a giver, a hopeless dreamer, who wishes for happiness, when none exists in an endless cycle, that never ceases to exist.