I think back on the past few years and I rwealize that no matter how great thin gs got I always found a way to mess it up. I realize that even when it was horrible God always showed me how to make it better. I look backa nd I realize my poetry was merely the whining of a teenage boy having trouble dealing withhis emotions just like everyone else. I realize that through all the mistakes that have been made, there were always a few constants: God was always here for me, The church was always here for me and even though a lot of them abandoned me, some of my friends have stayed by my side. I would really like to thank all of you who have always been here no matter what I was doing, no matter where I was. I feel like I owe you guys such an apology for not appreciating you enough. I love you guys so much, thank you.

Apophous