I'm kinda half-assed about this one. I really like it a lot at one point...but then think that I could develop this much more into a really great piece. Some points that I try to make on my identity and the crisis which I had gone through.

I wrote this whilst I was in Clark, and when I questioned my face value in this country of America. I realized that this country is just like any other, has it's own shadows of negativity, such as prejudice and racism, ignorance, and arrogance. But what I realized was that in the US, I've noticed that the most of the people with these bad qualities, have it in combination with the other ones, making it even more masked and much more painful. Not to bear it, but to know that there are people out there that are too blind to look in, rather than just always looking out.