I Hadn't Bargained For This. I Didn't

I Am The Only Real Truth I Know.

What You Take To Be Hyprocrisy Is Sometimes A Certain Caution, Sometimes Genuine, Though Ponderous, Childish, Sometimes A Mixture Of Both.

I Would Never Be Part Of Anything. I Would Never Really Belong Anywhere, And I Knew It, And All My Life Would Be The Same, Trying To Belong, And Failing. Always Something Would Go Wrong. I Am A Stranger And I Always Will Be, And After All I Didn’t Really Care.

Sometimes The Earth Trembles; Sometimes You Can Feel It Breathe.

There Are Always Two Deaths, The Real One And The One People Know About.