''Yes... I am evil'', this is what I replied to everyone.
I guess this is true...
This is true because I don't feel anything.
I used to feel things, but I don't remeber how to feel those things again.
It's like if I was dead and alive at the same time... I mean, dead inside while I still breath.
This is true because my heart is now in a coffin which is won't ever be broken.
My hard is hard as stone and as cold as ice.
This is true because I fake smiles everyday and you believe them.
I tell lies so you won't get too much closer and you believe them.
I pretend things you always believe.
I am better than the devil in this game of lies.
This is true because I cut my skin.
I stop and then I start again as if it was the deepest drug ever.
I guess it is, but you'll have to see my scars to understand.
One thing to make you guess, I should be dead by now, but I still breath.
This is true because I am dead, but I still human and alive.
Yes, I breath, I speak, I think, I move as I always did.
Yes, I don't eat no more, I don't sleep anymore, I don't feel a thing.
I am a monster.
I am a fallen angel.
I was broken, but I am a walking dead...
I got repaired by myself so no one will break me.
I was human, I am not no more.
No... I am evil.
I am not ashamed of looking this way. No... Because it makes you scared.
By your fear, you feed me.
By your tears, you make me smile.
When you bleed, I am inside you.
But everywhere else, I look human.
This is true because I am here while I am the devil inside your head.
I made a mess inside me so I do with you.
Yes... I am evil.
Do you see? Or did I make you blind?
Can you scream and hear it? or did I make you dumb and deaf?
Can you feel something? or did I make you as me?
Now understand, yes... I am evil.