Don't believe the demons. Demons lie. Unless... unless they know the truth will hurt more. I wish I could ignore them. I wish I could believe him when he says that I'm... that I... when he says that... I wish I could... The sound of his voice so sincere, so soothing, so caring, but I am too scared. The demons come back and whisper in my ears to be careful. "Do you want to get hurt like that again, believing in something that you know is just a lie, just another test. You know you always fail. Do you really want to just keep failing? It's for your own good we're telling you this. You're just not smart enough to know... you have been wrong before, right?" I Have been wrong before. I have been very wrong before.
