In the end, you people are going to kill me.

 

And you'll laugh it off as if it were nothing.

 

A tragedy you may say briefly.

 

Isn't that to your convenience.

 

 

 

Get me the fuck out.

 

 

This is enough.

 

 

 

 

Why else would you keep me like this.

 

What the fuck is the point?

 

 

 

What are you doing?