Advance tape

It's better to be hated for what I am than loved for what I'm not excuse me but there's so much hate in this world I'm not really interested in people who say love is wrong because it is simply easier...

Shadows of the past thrown on me And broke my walls, All the time that has passed, However the pain is not less- Hopelessly caught in emptiness Recognition of boredom... Arms are weak, my feet are...

A scratch on the surface of morality, I don't want to be understood, I am not and I do not, tut silent and without mercy I confront this, society with my desires, and converting myself to myself...