To the man upstairs
I've felt your presence for a while now, I know what your deal is. If you are who you say you are, you would stop this nonsense.
You have that power, that Influence. I'm starting to get worried. People hailed you as a messiah, gave you their words of praise. They loved you, because you promised them glory.
The people know who you are now, very few are still fooled by your cracking weak charade. I never was, but I gave credit and respect to those who did. You drained the soul and strength out of thousands, you did your best. People don't believe anymore. The system is broken, possibly unrepearable.
We still have a lot. The way you see it, we still have a lot to give. You attack us, remove our freedoms, and we accept it because that's your right. You own us, created us.
So build your ballroom if you want. So golf everyday if you can stand it. Kidnap my friends if you are up to it, or drop more bombs if you're interested. Its your right, you are god, and we have accepted that.
I'm young and I'm going to outlive you, so do as you wish because people like me will make it right in the end. We are not afraid.
I fucking hate you
-B