What is that you believe in? What is it that you fear the most? It’s hard to handle the truth when it’s at your fucking throat. If you’re going to crucify me for my “so called sins”, at least stake me up somewhere with a view. I want to see this “hell” I’ve made. Don’t say I’m only the martyr. Just know that I’ll be waiting. I’ll stay alive just to show you; I’ll be everything you’re not. Who is that you blame the most? Your ignorance your only resistance. Don’t let it get the best of you. I’m everything you’re not. I’ll always be what you’re not. I want to see this hell that I’ve made. Bitch.