Am I One? Oh, that's a good song by Swedish mdm band Dark Tranquillity, and today it's utterly fitting. I have always done a great job at manipulating people, and I guess watching "House MD" religiously helped to improve this skill. I just accompanied Eleonora to dance some salsa since she wants to take lessons, as we entered the gym I made everyone believe I was Spanish and my name was Andres. Moreover, each time I talk to fellow Italians they have no clue where the fuck I am from, I can speak with no accent at all, just like my english...sometimes I am a Brit, sometimes I am from Texas.
Acting, that should have been my vocation! I can be gloomy as the vampire with a soul, I can be empathic like Peter Petrelli, I can be an idiot just like Rodney Carrington in Beer for my horses. Oh, when I spoke mafia-english in San Francisco, they were freaking out like I was a metal mobster or something.
If my cat could talk, she d tell you who I am. As for Herbert the pervert, Patch Adams and the Ace Ventura I switch into from time to time, they r all there masking the one character I really see staring back at me in the mirror. Time to go to bed, good to know the last bits of lyrics today will be..."Without you the poetry within me is dead", dedicated to the one I m starting to like.
Edward
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