(The Anti-Hero’s Monologue)

‘Am I evil?’

To be evil is to live To live is to be evil

We live in a world, Where grey is littered across the starless-sown sky

Where Nothing is white Where Nothing is black

Where Nothing is black Where Nothing is white

In this world, People have angelic smiles, But the smiles don’t reach their eyes It’s hard for a torch of light, to flood the inky-night ocean

People wear halos around their heads But they cannot hide the horns that prick at their crowns

Devils hide behind redemption While Angels dance around the ugly truth

People are walking grey There is no black There is no white Just grey And the greyness stands alone, shining brightly within their hearts

In this world, The question shouldn’t be ‘Am i evil?’

Instead, you must add a ‘How’ before the ‘am’ So, ‘How Am I evil?’

To live is to be evil To be evil is to live