I write what I write, I say what I say, I think what I think, and I'd have that no other way. I'd rather hold broken glass than hold my tongue, I'd sooner swallow fire than swallow my words, I'd gladly hide a body than to instead hide my mad genius. We all have a mentally unstable side, a poetic side, and a bittersweet side. I've simply combined all three. Three to one, three to me, all the same or so you see, but in all honesty, I am me, she is she and he is he, yet we are one from three.