Today I grit my teeth at the person in the mirror.
What a hypocritical face. Such pride and arrogance.
I felt like if I had a sword in my hand, I would plunge it in his belly without a second's hesitation.
This boy who claims to love God above all so many other things.
Turns out, at some point, there are some things I'm unwilling to let go of as well. And why not?
Why not?
Folly.
And yet these are the thoughts of the very same fool. Are these words meant to comfort me, meant to make me feel less guilty as I condemn myself?
I just can't be sure anymore.
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