What is your heart REALLY made of?

[Wisemon]

dunno. In life, I'm a real nice guy. Real nice, for no reason whatsoever.
'course, I won't accept being called nice. I hate being complimented.

I like to try to portray myself as the lone wolf badass, but it doesn't work out and the people closest to me see right through it.

I got a girl that's devoted to me, but we ain't in a relationship, and a gay teacher that thinks that I'm the most unique of the students he's ever had.

I had him write a reference letter for my college applications and he wrote "Miguel is a blend of passion and reason; fire and ice.".
Something like that.

That, and I'm easy on the eyes to most peoples.

It's weird... I make people swoon with everything from looks to talents to intelligence, but I've never really fit in anywhere. Never felt right for me.

...but I'm drifting, so I'll stop.

That sounds like a pretty nice life to me. Some of us golden boys have looks and talent, but it goes unappreciated. I'm looking California and feeling Minnesota. So now you know. I'm golden on the inside, golden on the outside (I just lost another twelve pounds in a month), but I'm feeling outshined.