The Chaos...

I am lonely, but what else is new?

I have become my own worst enemy. Thought the days of Citoria have long since faded, I wish for him to return, so at least I might have someone to talk to.

To dance....

The dance of life...
of dreams.....
Of happiness....

I dream now...
Dreaming of a world I wish to come...
I want to cry, for this world is beyond my grasp, as I sit here in a cold room, listening to my music. I desire to be surrounded by friends, family, people who love me, appreiciat me, not alienate me. But this is my sad little world now. And I will be damned if I let it do me in now.

So how do I cure....no...justify such an existance? With hope. I shall practice my drawings so I may publish my works, and I will work even harder in school, so I may surpass all who stand in my way. So I may climb my way to the top and take those I hold closest to me with me.

It's my destiny to do great things. When I was born I am sure none beleived I would conquer the world, or take over an empire. Just another average boy. But I swear I will become great, and this world will fear me...

but it is not fear I want from the world....

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