I kiss the top of Zoey's head and look down at Jaem, hoping his predictions would no longer be as gloomy and disturbing as before. A boy doesn't deserve such thoughts. He deserves peace.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Very well; I hear; I admit, but I have a voice too, and for good or evil mine is the speech that cannot be silenced. — Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness