I would rather read your mind than these books.
I would rather understand your soul than know the meaning of every word.
Why change? Why kneel to the whims of lust? Of hunger? And of pity?
I have met you in one of the sunsets of my life. You have been so perfect for such timing. You slowed the darkness setting in. You pulled me up before the monster can pull me down again in the pits of misery and broken glasses.
You were an epitome of will, confidence and perseverance. But not anymore. Why are you doing this? One of these days I will ask you. Ask you why you ruin the answers I thought were right for so long. You are just like the rest of the villains in the movies. You changed sides and I did not even blink my eyes. You weak creature. You have knees made of jelly and a heart made of coal. You have the will of a very tall grass that bends in the direction of the wind. You stood so high and yet you have no dignity to show the rest of us. Step down my lord, before your leaves wilt and you die because you have no cause. No purpose in life and no advocacy.
Have you not thought of the children? Of those who are affected by your actions? Have you not thought of those who will be devastated by your acts? You worthless scum. You whore. You murdered the image of a perfect family by telling me that you did what you have to? Because you have to find that carnal release and you need the money?
You are a garbage. The dirt in the garbage. The bacteria in a garbage.
But then again, my hatred towards you have nothing to do with me. I just want to understand because you are beyond the bounds of my impression of humanity. The saint in me wants to hope that you change your ways so that this world will be a better place to live in.
I will be saving the world soon. Are you sure you want to be the bad guy?
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