I am loyal and cunning.
I wonder if there is a way to stop people from being corrupted from power
I hear the clash of swords and the sound of sword meeting flesh as the person, who is me, thrashes before being a lifeless body.
I see the tears of the man who has caused pain on me, pity engulfs me, but ignoring it, I killed him
I want to be free from people and pursue my passions

I am loyal and cunning
I pretend to ignore people, I pretend to be happy
I feel pain mentally
I touch the soft touch of gold
I worry if I can ever be attached to something
I cry about nothing

I am loyal and cunning
I understand that people can use you, betray you, and that some people need to cut off every single emotion from their body, and cut off all relationships.
I say the past is never important. Its always about the present to people.
I dream about being ridiculed and bullied.
I try to do the best I can in school
I hope that one day I can meet some friends of mine
I am loyal and cunning