Who am I? You can not know, but you can change that. 15 year old girl, nothing special. But stressed and depressed in every minute of my current lifetime. I am writing stories and poems since I've been 12 years old, started to sing when I was 10 and started to draw, when I was 14. I am sensible, I am emotional, I cry and lye dying here on Earth. I try to keep myself save, I try, but trying is not enough. I want nothing, there is no desire, because if everything is lost, there is nothing to fight for. I just have my friends and family, should be enough, but it isn't. I have a dark soul, empty, would they say. They have no idea, who I am. I may look like someone who gives up in every single moment, it is true, but it's not true, that I have no heart, it is blooming and beating everyday, for people who aren't mean or evil, who don't try to fight you, bullying you or something else. I know problems, I show my problems and I hope I can help somebody with my storys and poems. But they are almost all in german. It's hard to turn them into english, but I will try my best and you can hear my songs instead, putting in some links. Hope, I can make you emotional and happy too, even if the storys are mostly sad. That is just my desolate soul and nothing else matters anymore, just sitting and watching the moon, how it turns dark and how it turns shining. Every day, every minute, maybe every second. I spend my time, just doing stuff like writing, hearing music, mostly metal now, before Lana Del Rey and before everything started Shakira. They say people change, I say feelings change. I feel it and only if I feel it, I can understand it. I am like floating water, maybe calm, maybe stormy and harsh, the moon controls me and so can the others. I am like a cancer, having my soul inside me, nobody can see the truth, there is always a shadow around my feelings. I am a liar, I lie into my face. I have too many wishes, but they just won't change. I am trying to go, but the road is too long and the end seems so soon. Dark forest, with a little river, many voices, many spirits, angels, fairys and even wolfs, who seem to be like humans. Look into the eyes of mankind and you will see the soul, look into your heart and you are going to find yourself, touch the feelings of somebody, but don't ever break somebodys soul, don't hold it too long, glass can break, don't leave it alone, or revenge is awake. I am just a dreamer, like anybody else. I am Marie, and now, who are you?