I am angry Can't you see that I'm sick of this? Chances are you're oblivious to how I feel, sitting on your throne and I'm sure that I'm not alone. I didn't think you'd sell me out. But now I know what you are all about. You might feel in control of things but you aren't holding all the strings. I've swallowed all my answers and I've swallowed my pride. You have used up all your chances, I CAN'T KEEP ALL THIS INSIDE!!! Tell me please Who the fuck did you want me to be? Was it something that I couldn't see? I never knew this would be so political and please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin. And it is starting to tear from within. But it is obvious that doesn't bother you, so please don't keep telling me that its ok. I don't buy all the shit you say, and quite honestly I am fucking sick of it. So please if I cut off this nose from my face, then I wouldn't feel so out of place. But it still wouldn't be quite enough for you... SO PLEASE....