Too many people are noticing. Too many.
I tried to stop this, I did. And I failed--I failed miserabley. Life's just full of failures... I failed. I tried so hard to stop it--but it kept going.
It wouldn't stop, and it wouldn't let me stop it. I couldn't control it.
They noticed. I know they did. They're asking me things--things I should answer, but I don't.
It's for they're own good... They're own good... They can't know any more--they can't notice!
They shouldn't be condemned to death as well...
They shouldn't share my fate.
