Everything about me is a lie. Pretending not to see nor feel anything in fear of loosing something. Like a beast caged in the place of never-ending darkness. Killing people for my own thirst-filling desires. Why am I doing these? I have forgotten everything to survive. For many lies I've made, for many sins I've committed, is it wrong to change the way I used to be? I'm tired but I don't know how to stop.All Rights Reserved