....
Why are we so angry?
Has everything been an illusion? Is this the way we really are... the way I really am?
I thought I could be myself again, with some resolution finally delivered to me... but it seems I was confused about what "myself" was. Is this person I value just a shadow of Maria, grafted onto the monster that was there for looks? Am I really my grandfather's descendant? I thought I might take myself from another side of the family, but now it seems I come from him... and I wonder if I do not come from something terrible instead.
Is the good in me valid? Is it even real?
Am I Ivo Robotnik, or am I Eggman?
Has everything been an illusion? Is this the way we really are... the way I really am?
I thought I could be myself again, with some resolution finally delivered to me... but it seems I was confused about what "myself" was. Is this person I value just a shadow of Maria, grafted onto the monster that was there for looks? Am I really my grandfather's descendant? I thought I might take myself from another side of the family, but now it seems I come from him... and I wonder if I do not come from something terrible instead.
Is the good in me valid? Is it even real?
Am I Ivo Robotnik, or am I Eggman?