A Road For A Broken Soul (Septiplier)

It's not the memory of you, it's the pain that it brings. With every second I spend staring into your endless eyes that toss me back and forth, flipping me upside down, tearing into my soul as if it were nothing more than a paper box, I bleed, I cry, I fall. And this time, there's no one there to pick me back up. So I stay down. Until someone comes along that is willing to love me the way I love him. Someone who is willing to lift me up from my misery, my pain, my depression that you put me in. I know the one I truly love will never be this one, but if I can find someone that is half as perfect as him, then I will be OK.
To: The demon that controls my life, Anti
From: your humane twin, Jack
I know I will see you in hell, but I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing it for them. And hey, maybe when I get to your hometown you can show me around! I hope this makes you feel bad, for telling me that I'm not good enough. For hypnotizing me, with those entrancing eyes. I did everything for you, and the only thing you gave me in return. Is hate. So I'm giving you what you wanted from the get-go.