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Once upon a time, a very long time ago, I was the type of person who always believed everyone could be good and beautiful. I only showed kindness to others. The people whom my classmates would pick on became my friends, as well as the ones who did the teasing. I never knew that you could not befriend both, and eventually those "popular kids" turned on to me as well and made me a target. Being a rather sensitive child I would cry over and over again. I did not understand why they disliked me. To this day it has never made any sense.

Lets move ahead into the future, after much fighting and tears I continued to find myself the target. I often think it was because I kept an eternal hope that people could be as good as I always imagined them. Eventually I grew up and accepted that humans in general are very greedy and cruel. Somehow I dont think that light ever really died, though it was pressed into shadow, more to hide it from the ravenous jaws of the jealous and the depraved. I turned myself into a ferocious fighter and would defend those who could not defend themselves. I wound up being more than just a rather viscious enemy, but a rather aggressive individual. I am not afraid, and I will never allow those who are truly good to ever be hurt.

But sometimes in the dark of night I wish for just another moment I could be pure in my heart again. That I could be the sweet, innocent person, who loved everyone, forgave the dastardly, and always viewed life with out judegement. Where is that girl, does she still exist? Maybe this is too much for here...but I just wanted to write it in public for once. Has anyone else felt like this?