• I wait for a sign- to show me what I am supposed to be. I figure addiction would pass time, it doesn't. Pain runs though my mind, but takes the backseat to love and hate. I take part in meaningless conversation, showing my manipulative strengths to everyone around me. They laugh with me, I laugh at them. A big fish in a small pond, that's all that I am. I don't embrace it, I just succumb to addiction, laughing at the small fish, mastering my own realm.