Wiseadrian1

     I sat there, behind them, looking at something that brought heartache and misery as I watched. They talked with such vigor that it seems that each through and fro could move the tides themselves. Yet my heart could only see what I could not understand back then. Youth was a time of foolish endeavors caused by the lusting of the double-headed creature that is called I, Jared.    It probably started when I was young. Born as the only child, I was quite lonely as a grew up. When I started school I felt alienated and chastised for my lack of social interactions with other my age. I was a quiet child, I behaved and did as I was told, and t