If everyone's either different or dead, will I finally be normal in this world?
I don't want Oz to be like me. If it's easier on them to hate me, I welcome their hate. I deserve it
I don't want to leave, but I promise that I'm doing this to protect you...
I am afraid to be left in the darkness while my most important person starts to strive to the light.
I know that I will feel pain, but I will keep pushing foreword.
You knew, and made the choice to do that. I have to respect your choice.
I will work as hard as I can to save myself so I can make you proud.
I don't want to weigh people down with my life... but it feels good just give a little.
