"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference." -Robert Frost

My mind or me wanted a life so selfish, I desparatly wanted to live a life of my self, live how I want to live, not caring about the world, and not giving a care if people are in need, and wanting just my sorrows to go away. But! Theres this perspective of me, one I call the Heart of me... It would be the oposite, I at the same time very much desired in wanting to help the world, do the right thing, and really reach out into the world. Because a part of me contridicted it self, it was like a fight between my light and darkness, and it would result me ending satisfied and happy, or terribly full of sorrow.