I can Feel all The pain, The sorrow, The Lust, The Ignorance. The Emotions Of Man. of Women. Of children. Of teenagers. Of Elders.
And it Is Unbearable. I may smile, But on the INSIDE IM SCREAMING "HELP ME!!" Its clawing and Threating to be Released. all this RAGE. It Hurts. Being Different, Being the one Who can See All the corruption. My name Seems Meaningless "Tyrell" what does it mean? What's its origin? I do not Know. But all I know is in order To get what I want. I have to Pay a Price. That price Isnt my Soul. But Pain and sorrow. And to use that As Opportunity. As it goes "Pain becomes Pleasure, When POWER Creates Pain." And Pain Is, Not my pain, But others pain. Is Becoming Bearable. Slowly. But if I keep using this Energy To Wish For what I want. It will Destroy me from the Inside out. Its feels like My heart is withering away. Slowly. And becoming Darker. But I still have a Positive side Of me. And ...That will be My Savoir.
He who concurs Himself can Concur...