Perhaps I was wrong about many things..
Perhaps I was wrong in certain characterizations. Perhaps I did not know any better. Perhaps I've been to quick to judge. I just don't know anymore.
There are times when I sit down and wonder.. I wonder about where I will go. What will become of me when I expire? How have I stumbled and how have I sprung forth? Thinking through the consequences of everything is something that I have trouble with, despite how I may seem externally. In reality, I am a very confused individual, looking for answers. None of which seem convincing, yet all of them do. How great a sadness it is to be locked in the state of not knowing who's a deceiver and who isn't... It's really no wonder that I oscillate from apathy to zeal, as I truly am confused.
Confused that I am.. So confused.