• People see me as a violent, rude, and mean person.

    But those who have seen me when i am alone know it is but a mask.

    Very few people have ever seen what is hidden under that mask.

    But those who have seen what is hidden, know that i live without a heart.

    My heart is there, but it has been so abused that it barely keeps me alive.

    Every breath is a stab to my health, every beat of my heart signals the end.

    One day i reveal my true self and remove my mask, and i hang there limp for all to see.