i am a jumbled mess standing before my god not knowing what to do...what to say...how to act...how to hold your name...nothing is sacred to me...everything must be broken...everyone must be wrong...every way has an unchaseable ending...i am a liar...i am a cheat...i am a coward...nothing brave is within me...i stand for my own fame...my own glory...my own honor...wisdom has been given to me...yet i draw from my own well...my hands are that of stone unable to help another....i am foolish...i am proud...i am a jumbled mess
i don't know what to say...whether i should say anything...this is the part of the game where i lose my friends...decide its not worth it to carry on as myself...but adopt a new moniker...a new road...a new name....i am desolate...i am evil...i am callous....i am bitter...i am rotten to the core...its time for me to go serve myself again...leave all you poor and hungry...
what the hell is right.....who the hell is right...why must we be right....
what is next for me god...huh...what...please please please...can i stop learning...can i stop growing...why do you give me everything i want....stop it...give me something i need...i'm tired of deciding...i'm tired of thinking...please please please...i'm ready to be a robot...enslave me...please please please...give me an assistant...for christ's sake...please...
god i hate this...god i hate this...you answer my prayers...you give me rest...but what is this...i don't know...its a needle to my balloon...
what are we worth....what shouldn't we do...is there not a time for honoring ourselves...must we give until we are dust....will you water us...must we take the proper steps....give us formulas god...please...freedom is too difficult....won't we all lay down at our death saying "i could have done more"...will any of us be satisfied...do we waste time...is there such a thing....man i'm sick of this....leave me alone...don't talk to me...i'm sick of this...i'm sick of this...please stop it
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