when i was young the world itself was a battle field, people who said they were my friend turned to enemies because i was different.
so i hardened what heart i had and turned my back on the very thing that kept me alive.
i surrounded myself with the heartless monsters and pretended that i was not effected by the feeding frenzy of human parasites,
accompanied by the smell of fresh blood, but the transformation had already begun.
i lost who i was, the very essence of the individuality in life.
the point is to stop fearing you who hide in the shadows, and be heard for you are the essence and the life that will soon be a way of life. do not loose your selves.
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