Sometimes I am called a coward for not removing my mask and showing people my face. I, however, do not fear this at all. I MYSELF fear what is beneth my own mask. I think I know who I am, but in a dire situation, my entire phsychology seems to turn on me. I lose all sence of identity and become irrational. Perhaps, it's simply a disorder- Doctors call it paranoia and anti social personality disorder! I call it clarity. I see purpose, or lack there of, in life. No, though it may seem as such, I am not suicidal, because suicide would imply hating everything in life and having no place here. I feel distant, though, from my "friends", family and authority. I don't like authority, so I simply chose not to obey. I have been told that I am special but I say "Fuck off!" to any that utter such absurd non-sense. I am not special. You may be, you might change the world and I won't care... Because it's all just a show for the crowd; and when they leave, you'll be alone just as I am. You will hate it at first, but, eventually, grow to love and embrace it. We are not able to be equal, we are a horrible civilization of degenerates and monney grabbers. We are brain washed by the media to think as we do now. Viddy things from a different perspective. When you see how similar you are to everyone else is when you will learn to truly comprehend who and what you are. I see myself from a distance, just standing atop a hill. I still can't take off my mask. I realize everything, and when the people are ready, the mask will be removed.