the wrong soul

There is something wrong with me.

Something that is totally wrong.

Should i die?

No?... Yes?

I’m scared.

I wish I could run.

I can’t take it anymore.

I despise myself.

I am the representation of Wrongness! Untruth! Sinned!

There is a lot wrong with me.

I'm not the soul I used to be.

This is the wrong soul.

Kill it!

Bury it!

Lay this soul to rest.