Trust: The creature lying dead In the space between you and Me: The one you now despise So that's how it's going to be? You don't see me? You don't read me? You don't need me? No more You don't fear me? You don't hear me? You don't want me? No more "Trust me," you said Pride: The sin you hold above My head while you're wishing me Dead: The way I'd feel inside if I believed You don't see me? You don't read me? You don't need me? No more You don't fear me? You don't hear me? You don't want me? No more Truth: The virtue you distort While filling yourself full of Hate And anger you exude to those who oppose You don't see me? You don't read me? You don't need me? No more You don't fear me? You don't hear me? You don't want me? No more No more