I wake up from my stupor and the questions with no answers come back. What is right, what is wrong, what is true, what is false? Can I trust you? My head aches, my heart pounds, my palms sweat, angry words form inside, tears well up in my eyes. I say I want peace but I'm not finding it. Maybe I don't really want it. I'm ready to fight, not sleep, I'm ready to expose every lie that is masquerading as truth.