I myself am a slave to the hatred of others. A scapegoat. They broke me. Tortured me, and showed me that only they can do good in life, only they deserve the rights to lie and wear a mask in front of society, everyone believes them. What about me? They wanted to break me, to let me know that EVERYONE is against me. I understand the pain Jesus felt when he was sacrificed for crimes he never commit. I have nobody I can trust now, I have not a single friend. I do not want friends, they will find out I am this alien that just wants to be in heaven. This is not heaven. People Sin. It is so horrible, I do rites of healing, nothing heals society and Artists are not paid, but oh boy they love entertainment. If you do not fit in they will bully you until you finally break. I am broken. I am broken. They forget that not only I need oxygen, I need a home, they just want to believe I am a failure, they keep poor, broken, numb. numb. numb. numb. numb. like the seconds in a clock of torture in hell. I just want stability, do I really have to die? Is that it? Artist are so valuable, not just mainstream ones. I believe we all deserve basic human rights. I am in pain because I saw betrayal in the worst places. They are full of hate. Love & Light. ₩
