the devil sat on my shoulder today and asked me why I changed, why I acted this way. Honestly, I replied, Im tired of the anger. Looking back at the withdrawn girl, shes a stranger. Im deserving of a willing personality, instead of wallowing in my own self-pity. She asked me dont you miss the lust, disagreeing id rather involve myself in a way of trust. Greedy the serpent showed disrespect. With my empathy I gave my words back directly. That way of life leaves me with remorse and I can no longer live the life where no morals were enforced. I told the demon to leave me be and I woke up and realized it was the old me