I envy them...
They always have someone, somewhere to go home to...
Their smile, their happiness...
I wish I could feel that, but I couldn't...

I wonder...
How it feels to know that there is someone waiting for you to get home...
Someone to go home to...
Someone... to love...

Sometimes I wonder...
What it feels to love..
What it feels to be loved...
I wonder...

Because I am cursed to never know what love is...

That demon is still inside me...
She will forever be inside me...
It's just a matter of time before she wakes up...
And I don't know what kind of monster I'm going to be when she's awake...
I don't know if I can still control this body anymore...
will she take over...??
 I wish I still have more time...