If they could see their selves through my eyes they would take each other's lives because to grasp the things I see they'dkill to show each other mercy, if for a second they could stare into the pool of self aware they would be so horrified they'd claw their eyes out just to hide, they say they know not what they do. ..they know not who they do it to, . No matter how rampant they run I will always be the one , that they cannot ever beat the one they know they can't defeat , they fear to look me in the eyes to my face they spill their lies they hate what they don't understand the truth about their wretched land