What is life? Just a fight? Seeing how many rounds can you stumble and try to make things right? I have these questions, it's my profession to teach and learn lessons, I put my problems after everyone elses, not generous, preventing my curse of a so called life from moving on to someone helpless, call me selfless, selfish, generous, I'm nowhere near the best, I support even the people that want to kill me, they have their opinions but they can't not and will not stop me, I've released the chains to the past, this peace of mind is something that will last, I'm finally on a clear path, I'm finally done with wrath, the memories are still here but none of them bad, for the first time in awhile I actually feel free, I can finally see the path before me, a angel with freed wings, a new description of me.
