Miasma
Banned

About Miasma

Biography:

I've been forgotten.
I've been abondoned.
I've been torn to pieces, time and time again, kicked away like the dust I am, and punished without fair reason.
I know what pain feels like.
I'm a shy person, one who likes to sit on the sidelines and watch everybody else. My friends are the ones who understand me. It's no easy task to become my friend.
I'm a generally nice person, and I love to help people. I care about what others feel. However, I've been called a phantom, because sometimes it's easy to forget I'm even there, and I can disappear when I want to. I'm that shady figure in the distance, but at the same time, just that average passerby in the crowd. The one that goes unnoticed. I am unnoticed by anyone who does not understand me, which is nearly everyone.
I tend to write poetry, simply as a vent or because I'm inspired. The paper always understands me. It's my friend, too.
I try to avoid speaking in absolutes. It's impossible to truly, honestly know that something will happen. Anything can take place, even when you're not expecting it. Therefore, I don't expect.
I'm a pacifist. I dislike violence, whether it is physical or verbal. I evade strife whenever possible.
As for JV, I may not be on often. There will be days where I am online, but those days will most likely be few. I suppose you could say that you'll have to try and catch me. Sometimes, you only get one chance.
I'm a deep thinker. I think and ponder about almost every situation. I'm a daydreamer. I can easily get lost in thought.
I am a thirteen-year-old boy at the moment. I love nature, writing, and music. I dislike heavy metal, rap, or anything of the sort, however. I range from somewhere around classical to pop and anything inbetween.

In this world, everything depends. Nothing is independent. One person is not one person, but multiple things that work together in order to create something that lives and breathes. So it all depends on who you are, what you can understand, and what your eyes can see. If you want to become my friend, the question is:
Can you see through the miasma that surrounds me?