I go by many names, I get called different ages. All everyone really seems to be sure of is that I am a female who has a defense mechanism of sarcasm. Word play by day, masked-crusader by night, the real me is something of a mystery. Step inside and uncover.
"I am nothing. You are right. I’m like someone who’s been thrown into the ocean at night, floating all alone. I reach out, but no one is there. I call out, but no one answers. I have no connection to anything."