NoTruth

I cornered the man yes I did, he would pay for everything done, the gun in my hand the look on his face, so why am I not satisfied? I raised the barrel oh it's true, the gun felt heavy in my hand, he whimpered at my feet on his knees, so why do I not want to do this? I pulled the trigger there are no lies, the sound eminated up and down the alley, the splatter of brain and sprinkle of blood, so why do I not feel justified? I ran away from this scene, the street justice hadn't quelled me, I vomited all over the street, and now something was weighing on me.

Don't like talking about myself

May I please be no one?  I'm putting my hands in your blood that you use to taint everything with.  I'll use my life to bring down yours.  I am the heathen in a void of endless suffering.  I am the sinner, the introduction of neo-chaos in a world of disorder.  Interrogate me on my values or in your mind lack they're of.  Just because we are never have been or ever will be the same.  Life is filled with degradation, overflowing the brim; a little chaos drops in making it all spill out of me on to you.  I threaten the dastardly curs with views of educated fairness torn from logic they can never understand.  They will say the word that breaks th