I'm feeling reckless. More so than usual. Not really assimilating into societal norms like you'd hoped, but who the hell is surprised at that. I told you this would happen, I'm a loose cannon ready to go off at any given moment. You say you had "faith" that I could keep my recklessness in check, but it owns me. Chaos not only resides within me it controls me and I see no reason to take back the reigns. You and your "faith" be damned.