Those once clear and empty blue eyes are now suffocated with crestfallen bruises, bleeding all the disappointments, pain and sadness i've caused him the moment i stabbed him with truth. He gripped my arm tighter, his eyes are asking for those sad truth. "Yes, my life is a lie." His soul shattered as i saw the sadness overflowing from him. Scattering all his very last pieces. "And yes, I am Fierce" I am Fierce and this is my story.