People are weak. That's why they strive to have power. Over anything. I used to think power was meaningless, but I confused my motives and regular people's. People want a big job and lots of money. To feel powerful and secure. People want love. To have power over someone else. To own them. People want friends. They feel powerful when they are adored by many. Power drives us. We defame and hurt others to feel powerful. Or just to not feel so weak. Our need for power, our drive is what makes us weak.
It's our greatest weakness. Take away the power or even question it and we all crumble. Pathetic.

I am alone. I have no power. I am a hermit. For a while I lost myself. I thought I could be normal and live like everyoen else. I forgot. I forgot what it takes to survive. I forgot that I don't have emotions. I forgot to steel myself. I forgot my walls. I will come back. I will be stronger. I will return. Life, happiness, love, these aren't for me. I've lived with my eyes closed, hoping everything turns out right. I've lived trying to forget. Never forget. My past makes me stronger. Motivation.

I will not fall. There is nothing for me to fall off of. There is no one, but myself. I am stronger than this.