Falling apart at the seams.

Have you ever felt like there's more to you then what you really know. Like why do you have the traits you do? Why you dislike the things you do? How you act around certain things, or how you act in general?

I've had this thought for quite sometime now. I know that I'm meant to be more then what i am already. I have dark desires and answers, i observe what others don't. I am unique.

Things i've done whilst little have occurred to me as just naughty things i used to do, but what happens if this 'thing' hasn't left? What happens if you finally and truly discover who you were before, that still lingers within you now?

Are you still you, or are you burying the person you once were?

So many questions, thoughts and answers to questions i haven't asked yet. But i know what i am, I guess i've always known, always fantasized it to be true. But you will never know what i really am. Who i really am. Or what i can do.

This is who i am, accept the unknown. Acknowledge what you think you know.

This is my story.

This is, My Secret.