I am a man of many things. I write, read, speak of my mind. My friends tell me "I am strange" but in my mind, I am brilliant. My 'girl' is truly meant for me, even if she is two years my senior. I can't help but love her. We are meant for each other because we both have problems. I wonder when she will feel the same about me. My friends tell me "I am crazy" but in my mind, I am brilliant...
