Weep Little Lion Man.

My mother used to always refer to be as a lion. I have vague ideas why. But over the years as me and my mother have grown further and further apart i have become almost emotionally attached to lions. They seem to fill the emptiness. I think i would much rather be a lion than a human, filled with teenage angst and emotion that i don't know what to do with.
My name is Naive. It is a terrible name, yet accurately describes me. Though it is pronounced "Neev". I always had a small problem, i was one of the most naive people you could ever wish to meet. I trusted people too much, that was the problem. I seemed to get an emotional bond to people i don't know. I'm a believer in that you should always look after yourself in this god forsaken world. I'm a fool who refuses to take their own advice.