For the World Has Gone to Hell

I must say that I am overly pissed at how the world has gone to hell.
I have a newsflash for you all.
I am waiting with open arms for WWIII.
I think that we should just end our pitiful existence right now.
We will find true peace in this world when we are all dead and gone.
We have turned into monsters, more so then we have been.
Wars a knocking at all of our front doors, just waiting for us to go out and join.


And to think people are trying to find a way to make us immortal.
Well, Guess what.
Human Race does not deserve such a pleasure.
If we were meant to be given such a gift, well then we would have it.
You don't have to believe in god to know that some things are just not meant to be.


God.
Now this is a subject I shouldn't touch on.
I do not Believe, but I do believe we were created by Something.
We were all put here for a reason.
We are here to carry out a duty and then when we die, that's the end. 

~Persona~

It makes me laugh, when they look at me as if I am insane.

They really do not have any idea do they?

I am sane, but Insane at the same moment.

Not in the way that most people are used to.

Freak.

Crazy.

Bitch.

Just a few words that people have use to describe me.

They have no idea, No fucking idea what so ever when they speak to me.

They don't know me.

Who the Hell are they to judge.

One thing they will never know.

I am better then they ever will be.

They are just jealous ass bastards who enjoy trying to tear someone apart.

Well I would like to see them try.

They haven't any idea who they are messing with.

When I start to see Red, they better back the fuck off.

I am a force to be reckoned with when I am pushed too far.

I will tear them apart, limb by limb.

Steal their blood and do their self portraits using it. 

In the end I am one of the best people you may get along with, that is, if you do not stick your nose up in the air and act as if you are superior to me.

My Persona.

One that people Hate.

One that people Love.

Some that people wish me to change,

While others love it just the way it is.

Take your pick.

I could care less what you think of me.

Cassie Hell 2012-04-04