I know your there

I hear you,
i see you
When i relax
you do your thing

Vigilance must be maintained
You are a bastard
And I hate you
Your reasons
Your plans

I know my fate
It is a curse
I spoke the words
and i wished i had died

Tell me then
almighty one
why me
why must I be the one
To carry this burden

Surely someone else
can do it
I hate being what i am

And pride binds me
not to quit