You sell your humanitity to become a animalistic prophet. You kill your inner child. You helplessly blow up unless there is nothing left of a corpse.

Repression, running away from your true feelings, blocking it out, running from people, events and faculties. Thinking you're a man when you cannot help but suffer day to day. The only truth about me and you, is that I don't do this. No wonder I look like the devil in your eyes. I'm everything you hate of yourself.

I'm the man living his inner child. Still feeling and being human. How can we ever bare to bond when you're murdering your feelings? Losing touch?

Don't tell me to be a man. You're already killing off everything of you. The most saddest fact is that this society endorses it.

Look what we're doing people. If only you'd heal yourselves, will we ever come together as a people. Self destruction..

who can last in a society that is killing off anything human.

Anger is the source of all sadness; anger is fear. Fear doesn't bring people together... together.. we could never be friends.. we could never be lovers... we could never bond...

Don't tell me to save myself when you're barely there. Human. Don't tell me to be a man, when it means killing myself.