I have blue eyes, palish skin (c'mon i'm half irish!), medium dark brown hair, i'm tallish and i have no hair on my arms.

People call me Willy cause my last name is Williams and i'm totally cool with dat.

MUSIC: NOTE- If ur into some pretty hardcore metal but still like a sidedish of funk or jazz, then u should check these bands out if u havn't already heard of them.
Chimiara 
Killswitch Engage
Coheed And Cambria
Taproot
The Dillenger Escape Plan
Ben Folds Five-SEEN LIVE
Tool
Avenged Sevenfold
Incubus
Mudvayne-SEEN LIVE
Rage Against The Machine ( so much beta then Audioslave, but that's just my opinion)
Sevendust
The Frames
Parkway Drive
Opeth
Jeff Buckley
Crowded House
36 Crazyfists
System Of A Down-SEEN LIVE
The Butterfly Effect-SEEN LIVE
Sunk Loto
Lamb Of God
Mars Volta
Blink 182-SEEN LIVE
The Streets-SEEN LIVE
Slipknot-SEEN LIVE
Fingerprint Resistant-SEEN LIVE
Grinspoon-SEEN LIVE
Deftones
Ahh, this list could go as long as a German sausage.

I've bin playin basketball since the age of 6 so that is one of my true loves.

I am also a lyricist and with lyrics comes poems. Here are a couple: 

  GETAWAY

 Living a life without any strife.
 No problems, no worries
 My weight is lost.
 A life without danger,
 Fear or anger,
 Feelings of lust
 that release tension.
 This is my getaway.

 A magical world of no regrets,
 prevention is the key.
 Ridiculous happenings
 Do not seem irregular.
 Horror is pleasant,
 Sadness is joyful.
 run ragged, start unstaggered,
 This is my getaway.

 In the end,
 It will come.
 Slowly flowing
 And not just for some.
 Vial vanquished,
 Evil ever clear
 We glimpse each night
 This is my getaway

  THE REAL DANGER
 The dark danger haunts,
 Waits for you to determin.
 It seems all around,
 Yet exists ‘neath the skin

 To hear would be unreal.
 Make sense of it as you please
 To see would be misleading
 Is it becoming a tease?

 Whether it be good or bad,
 It still remains a sin,
 You may love it like none other,
 And it calls from within

 This danger calls the shots.
 It decides wot u think and do.
 You must learn to control it though,
 As it may be the end of me or you.

  

These are some of my lyrics to a new song im writing

AN UNFAIR COMPARISON

It’s all about the image these days
Not quality or decency.
To become one with the age differs
From all of history.

Write a really cool song,
Back it up with a mad video clip.
Unspeakable praise will be granted
Even though content is insipid.

What bothers me the most however,
Is what used to gain such praise.
Praise from the people, the army, your peers,
And for time and of that day.

Individuals that fought for their country
And silenced enemies with a roar,
One who would win wars we loved,
One who established a moral world.

It’s clear there exists no comparison,
It’s impossible to even contrast.
A simple songwriter like myself
Could gain power everywhere.

Why should they deserve it?
Why should they even consider it?
When people who make the world a better place
get only words of illicit.