I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world. I don't think that anyone in this world knows the real me. I'm not perfect, if I was I would be extremely boring. I've made mistakes. I've taken the easy way out. I've lied to my friends. I've hidden the truth so many times from so many people. I've hurt people, and I've even done it on purpose. I've stolen. I've left people behind. I've said things that I didn't mean. I'm no better than anyone, anywhere. I'm human. I have faults, and I'm not afraid to admit that. I'm not always as confident as I seem ... there are many nights and many days when all I want is to be held. I love being held. Always. I care about the people that I surround myself with more than I care about myself. I'll do anything to help them and keep them happy. I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I am not naive. I know what it feels like to be completely brok