You never feel complete when you factor in your actual loss. I tried to mettle with it causing me to break even on the cost. Someone tried to give me a bit of truth within a tale I couldn't follow. Your excuses were quite good but still something I couldn't swallow. A lie in real time brought back nothing but misery. That move against it completed my heart broken memory. I was left alone again to be devoured by the high volume of silence. A dreadful journey down a trail that lead to my rebellion and defiance. I just hope that in the end the truth shall become what's known. I keep needing to change something or I'll always be cold and alone.