Have you ever felt like you were making progress but really it's all in your head. You realize your taking the steps but then realize why the hell would I want to be like the people I hate. When you have this bitter, jaded attitude and you know it's not getting you anywhere, but you love the feeling. Love the word disappointment because it defines you and you can flaunt it so well that it is just so beautiful to you. But then at times you totally change into a person with an attitude who is ready to fight for change and fitting in to the society, but at the same time you are uncertain and filled with regrets and have this undyng thought in your head that it will never happen. And you smile about it. Smile through the loneliness and the empty room you sit in all day. Everything you do becomes an act of emotion. And you feel like your eyes scream childhood when your living in a world with adults. You live each day like going on stage and getting fulfilment from watching the pain sift through it all. So pretty much, Im asking... any psychos out there or complete wackos as what society likes to label us?