OMERTA
Confused and diluted, my minds grown weak. I cry for comfort, i supply it to myself foolishly. Shut down o that i do not have to deal with the reality of reality. Today makrs the begining of a turn point, lets hope that for once iv turned the correct direction to the path i should be on. I must learn the right things the fight, and the right things to protect. Clearity, Sirenity, thing i must once again learn.