An 18 year old human raised in the beautiful Highlands of Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. Whose picked up a guitar at the age of 12, and has picked up the art of poetry and song writing at 13. I am psychedelic psychedelia song writing bastard who hates on Americas governmental system, and the way that Americas culture is taking over Canadian culture in a sense. In a sense, because I find similar traits in people. People who hate too often, and don't use their imaginations anymore. It makes me sad.
I don't like that people have to starve, while I get to over-eat because I feel guilty for letting anything go to waste. Though not liking that causes me to feel blessed. I do not like that other people are not raised to appreciate things, and to use their imagination while I have been makes me sad. But it makes me feel lucky, too. I'm also a little strange.
I am very alone. For I do not have the enthusiasm for anyone in my small town. But soon I leave, to make things better.