Torn

I am being torn apart.
Slowly my soul is surfacing.
My being, flesh and how we been made to think and react to things, we have been lead into this reality here.
You must follow in the footsteps...
You must comform into this flesh world.
You know there is something wrong here.
Something very wrong.
This is an evil and sick world.
The rich are getting richer.
The poor are getting poorer.
People are going to get sicker.
Its satans world we live in here.