i walk upon this earth a madman,
my words, are the words of one born mad,
my last breath, will be the breath of one dying mad.
the living want nothing to do with me,
the dead run away from me.
i am presumed evil,
yet i am kind.
i am thought of as unsavoury,
yet i would give my life willingly for those who think ill of me.
i am your creation,
it is you, who gave birth to the monster.
take care people of earth