I am a heartless, cruel man.
I am a brave, caring man.
I am alone and I always want to be.
I am not alone and I don't ever want to be.
I hid behind my walls and I like it there.
I don't want to stay, but I don't know how to leave.
I don't care about other people's feelings.
I don't know how to comfort them.
People need to leave me alone and stop trying to help me.
I don't want people to help me, I NEED them to.
The only emotions I feel are hatred and contempt.
I feel alone and misunderstood.
I don't care about anyone but my brother and myself.
I don't want to hurt others because I care for them.
I was taught to hate, to never show mercy.
I was abused and tortured to think these things.
The past is what shaped me, created me.
The past has done nothing by hurt me, destroy me.
This is who I am.
This is whom I hide from others.
I am the mask that everyone sees.
I am the heart that no one notices.
I am the Seto Kaiba that people see.
I am Seto Kaiba.