My life's no open book though you quickly believe so by these scars I wear so proudly. I bleed out every inch of me though this trail of blood I lead won't guide you back to me Hope lives within me. I post things I see, hear, live, breathe... reality. Controversy runs this universe but I long to simple alter it. Welcome to my vortex, my mind, my little piece of insanity. I grant you a tiny piece of me; dare to acknoledge my existence?