I see you alone in your room...
I see you hidden from the world...
I see you naked... in a sense...
I see you for who you really are...
I see you... behind all the masks and charades...
A cheat... a liar... a phony... a fake...
And oh so much hate...
As the blade runs across your skin...
I see what you really are inside...
I see that you are no different than I...
I see you had no reason for the hate you bestowed upon me...
Before you go... Tell me one thing...
What makes you hate???
But alas I was too late...
For to much blood had been spilled...
So I ask you now...
Was it really worth it???
