Title: Thoughts and understandings.
	Crash Clawson
	crashclawson@hotmail.com


I try to find myself. 
I try to find me.
I know it is inside there, but I don't know where.
It hides, tries to stay away, but it can't escape. 
It needs me, like I need it. 
It goes with me, I go with it. 
It is my strength, my weakness. 
When I hurt, it hurts.
When I need it, it is there. 
When I don't need it, it is seen nowhere.
It is my courage. 
It makes me what I am.
I'm a SWAT Kat, through and through, that's what I am. 
I do all I can do. 
I have fear, very true, but that fear fades when I do WHAT I do.
Death pulls no punches, but neither do I. 
Can it take me alive? It can try.