Taken - the path of choice

I don't know who you are.
Sometimes, there's this side of me that wants me to do things that I never thought I would or could do. A side that's a stranger to my very existence.

I don't know what you want.
I don't really get the strangers intentions and I'm left confused and clueless as to what my next choice of action should be to deal with things.

If you're looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money...
When one thinks about whether I should choose a path less taken, to rough it out and follow "passion" and whatever it is that will bring me happiness, one does feel that the high cost of living plus high cost of starting a family etc holds a knife by your neck (despite everything... money still does grease the wheels of life). The opportunity at times seem higher than what I am willing to pay. Too much for too little and yet not having enough might just be the death of everything.

but what I do have are a very particular set of skills.
I know I am capable. I know that I have a chance to fight the odds, to try to pursue an area of interest instead of going down the beaten path and admitting defeat. 

Skills I have acquired over a very long career.
Belief that I can. Belief in my abilities.

Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you.
I will not give in because I know better. And I know I can live a life different from what was intended for me.

If you let my daughter go now, that will be the end of it - I will not look for you, I will not pursue you...
but if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you... and I will kill you.