(The Anti-Hero’s Monologue)

‘Am I evil?’

To be evil is to live

To live is to be evil

We live in a world,

Where grey is littered across the starless-sown sky

Where Nothing is white

Where Nothing is black

Where Nothing is black

Where Nothing is white

In this world,

People have angelic smiles,

But the smiles don’t reach their eyes

It’s hard for a torch of light, to flood the inky-night ocean

People wear halos around their heads

But they cannot hide the horns that prick at their crowns

Devils hide behind redemption

While Angels dance around the ugly truth

People are walking grey

There is no black

There is no white

Just grey

And the greyness stands alone, shining brightly within their hearts

In this world,

The question shouldn’t be

‘Am i evil?’

Instead, you must add a ‘How’ before the ‘am’

So,

‘How Am I evil?’

To live is to be evil

To be evil is to live