Struggling above and beyond, watching overtime how things evolve to being meaningful or meaningless, waiting to become an identified, identity as young girl blooming towards becoming a woman. Truly being ones self, years had gone by and I can't tell you who I am no identity that projects my inner self both the angel in me and the demon inside me. As I grew older my thoughts grew darker leaving my innocent mind behind. I became hungry for the world. Eager to leave home and out free of control, constant redirections and total shadowing of something I am not.