From a distance, you almost might see him as an attractive young man. Only when you get closer do you see the ugly truth. His face is a mass of scars, both scary and scared. He is not sure who he is: a perfect identity crisis. He is not sure which way to go next, and we are not sure what to make of him. Do we love him or reject him? Do we make him a friend or an enemy? There are more questions than answers. Actually, there are no answers. The truth is in the questions.