I am the night.
The hate,
You try to fight.

I care for nothing,
I hate you.
I am...nothing.

Torment, racks my soul,
Revenge, Malice, Hate.
Yes, that my fuel, for this tired soul.

I'm met so many,
People in my life.
They are not aplenty,

But what do I care.
I hate them,
I'll give them my hard glare.

I do not wish to befriend,
I wish to welcome them,
To a bitter end.

Friends.
Bah.

Forbidden,
They have no friends,
Not for the Forbidden children.

I have no light,
Dark clouds follow me.
I only wish to fight.

You see me,
And I hate you.

And...

Sometimes...

I hate me.