Is it pre-determined, for me to, feel the hurting, and feed the burning, im yearning, turning corners of learning, curving round the barriers of knowledge, to heed, lessons are lurking, everyday another peice in the jigsaw, ignorance is deafening my ears like a ripsaw, whats it all for?, seeking meaning in every step, breathing.....Seeking truth, in every breath, trying to salvage whats left of the wreck, to break the chains and murder that which pillages my head, uncertanty, whos feeling it worse than me? I dont seek comfort in other peoples tragedys, let me be, set me free, or watch me D...I...E, try to steal my thoughts and watch me turn slightly, seeking peace, but finding war, even deep within myself, we must start at home, before, we change somewhere else....