"I have been wearing a mask for so long that it had been unremovably bonded to my soul. Now it cant be removed without leaving a deep and painful scar behind."
May be he is not as good as he believes.
May be the kind of emotions he shows are a means to deceive himself more than others - to gain trust in the tiny little voice inside him.
May be he had lost control and the strings have now become more real and visible.
He always felt that there was someone inside him -
someone who never trusts him, his intuitions, finds out sinful intentions for his friends actions making him turn a cynic eye on them. It forced him to see everything through a pessimistic view.It taught him to trust no one, not even himself.
At times, it takes full control over him, tears him apart and eats him raw.
"But Im sure that one day i shall destroy you and I will enjoy see you wither away." He whispered with a smile on his ghastly face.
PS. I actually have no idea which category this writeup comes under. It not a story, Its not about me, Its just some random thoughts expressed in a crude way...
Ill come up with something worth reading in the next post..