The Past.

Do I have to be reminded of the hell I lived back when, why the angelic features of a child could so scarsely be shattered due to one family friend with to much for his pecker to take? To take out his Sexual anger on a boy of 6, who only thought was to stay away from the cootie full girls and the next action figure to come out in stores? Why would someone want to take the innocence of a child away, and still keep the child to abuse so many years after. Your own personal toy perhaps. A toy with glasses, no self confindence, curly brown hair, sad brown eyes, small Huggies diapers, and a voice that could shatter a heart if screamed to the breaking point of pain.

I lie here on this bed of glass

thinking about how you left me to fend on my own in the world

I was brought up in wrong

I keep my distance to reality itself

afraid my life will pass without me

living it to the full potential

knock me out, fall to the ground

If this is my last stand let me go down in one piece

A boy of 18. The boy with dark brown dreadlocks, black framed glasses hiding away brown recoverying, yet blood-shot eyes, and still, the voice stronger that a adonais could only dream of. Grey Daze was popular in Arizona, more popular than you could imagine. Even though the music was priority one, a little bag of white powder made my life better, fuller, faster, and empty. One sniff of a line and all my trouble float away, all my anger and aggression tossed to the side, only to come back later on, and then have them tossed away again with another line. Parents don't give a crap though. Proved to me at the age of 11 that I wasn't really theirs. And to think, that family friend that abused me, took everything away from me, wasn't really a family friend of mine. Everything just doesn't matter anymore.

Looking back at what I did I realize im not perfect

Beating up on everyone is partially my fault

Yeah they may hurt me, stab me shoot me

But nothing compares to what I did to them

The Present

Linkin Park. The band with 2 Grammys to their name and so many other awards its hard to count. The Band that had the best selling album in 2001. The band that held together to play so many shows and to have to many loving fans that counting would be impossible. Mike, Brad, Rob, Dave, and Joe. 5 best friend I never though I would have found. These guys have been there for me since I joined. To think, my past scared me so much that the present seems like a totally different life to me. Mike, the emcee and the worse drunkard you could name (Kerrang! awards ring any bells?), Brad, the guitarist and the afro man, Rob, the drummer, and the shy and tallest on of the band, Dave, the bassist, the 'hobbit' as we consider him, and Joe, the DJ, the hyper monkey, film making Mr.Hahn. These guys make up what I am. The way they speak their minds, the way we play on stage in such great unison, the unique sound we created into the world. They make me feel ontop of the world, they make me forget my past.

Im Chester Bennington, and Im in One piece.

I laid here on this bed of glass

watching my trouble slip from below me

I may have been brought up wrong

But reality can face me now

Life is short and now I understand

No one can live to their full potential

Go ahead, knock me down, I'll get back up

My last stand will never end cause Im in One piece.

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Song lyrics in Italics - "One Piece" by Me.

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