“A truth that’s told with bad intent Beats all the lies you can invent.” … I didn’t mean to. What? No. … Sorry. Do I confuse you? Sometimes I rant. Hah. Don’t we all? … What? No. I didn’t kill her. I did her a favor. Yeah. What did you think I meant? She’s dead. No. I didn’t do it. … I put her in a better place. Out of her misery. “How did it happen?” Me. Me happened. •.•.•. These voices- Louder and louder. They tell me stories. Plans of it all; What I’m capable of. Well. I’m capable of a lot. Afraid? You should be. Confused? I want you to be. Angry? Please baby… …let me show you real anger.