I am a bunch of people put-together.

Several identities rule this humanoid build. Personalities reside among the vast range of mood scales; some being good, and others being less than pleasant. Inner self-conflicts take place from time to time, tearing apart the one whole thing that exists within this overloaded cocoon - the mind. Confusion bursts within the depths of the mind, corrupting the gears that usually enable the mind to function with rationality, proper intellect, logic and reason. Vivid fantasies often emerge, contributing to ideas that are self-destructing. But then again, it isn't the act of oneself, but an act of an interference. Another personality. How can one help oneself? How can I help myself?

I am a bunch of people put-together.