We're valuable things, you and I, that contradicts our own existence.
When we strive to become successful, we raise demons in our haste.
When we try to love others for who they are, we resent ourselves for our flaws and our imperfection.
We try to be kind to others, but we let the demons inside of our heads torture us.
When we suffer the pain, we take it in, but do not allow others to suffer their own.

We are valuable things, you and I, and I've learned from how we destroy each other.

We must pay tribute to the monsters who make us learn.