Was it always like this? Finding new ways to clench my fist. nnIt doesn't take a genius to prove I take swings at the things that remind me of my youth. nnYou'll never keep them guessing nwearing other people's clothes nSo just start confessing.n nMother, Father, Sister, Brother nEverybody knows. nnThere's nothing you can do to wash away your past. They'll just laugh and laugh when you ask...nn...will it always be like this?n