I know it´s hard totell. How mixed up youGfeel Hoping what youDneed. It´s behind everyF#door. Each time you getBhurt. I don´t want you tochange. ´Cuz everyone hashopes. You´re humen afterall. The feeling sometimes. Wishing you were someoneelse. Feeling asthough. You neverbelong. This feeling is notsadness. This feeling is notjoy. I truly understandPlease don´t crynow.Please don´tgo. I want you tostay. I´m begging youplease. Please don´t leavehere. I don´t want you tohate. For all the hurt that youfeel. The world is justillusion. Trying to changeyou.Being like youare. Well this is somethingelse. Who would compre--hend. That some bad do claim. Divinepurpose blessesthem. That´s not what Ibelieve. And it doesn´t matteranyway. A part of yoursoul. Ties you to the nextworld. Or maybe to thelast. But I´m still notsure. But what I doknow. Is to us just the world isdifferent. As we are to theworld. I guess you would knowthatplease. Please don´t leave here.