Sometimes i'm the devil, selling where i'm able. Sometimes I'm the Lord, overturning tables. It's hard to tell some of these days whether to call myself a sinner or a saint. At this point i'd probably fight back either way, but whether out of anger or guilt it's hard to say. Sometimes I am Thomas - just another doubter. Sometimes I am Peter, with faith to walk on water. I find myself to caught up in the words of other men, no matter how absurd. I wish that I was a bit more like Job - unaffected by others lack of hope - so I will try to find my own way home...