Sometimes I think to myself, is it really worth it? Times when people could only see me for what I appear to be, there is more to me I have to say, the happy-go-lucky side wherein every can always find a lame joke.

It seems, I may appear too much of a clown, too much of an insensitive jerk to others now, so is it worth it I wonder, where times I get misunderstood for decision that would indeed put me in a dilemma, but why then are my friends not able to see past just that. That fickle exterior I have that makes those around me smile at times, or comforted in other.

Am I so naïve, so insensitive, so utterly shallow that you are able to perceive for what I am and predict what I am going to do? I do wonder indeed…