Six sides

to a box that can change a world

six sides to me,

that will make you curl, in fear, in happiness, in contempt.

One breath of the smoke

is equivalent to 5 atomic bombs

one breath?

you won't be dead..

you're ALREADY dead.

You died as soon as you opened the box

But, I'm not a box

I am in the form of you..

But I am not you.

When I walk past.

A giant whose love proclaims to the good

A giant, whom doesn't fit through a door...

When I walk past the dungeon of death labs

I want to breath into it...

But unlike the box,

I don't have smoke...

I have breath,

that is carried in painful words

that will bring suffering to...

Your torture

is equivalent to a dozen scorpions

fighting with my feet.

Your words equivalent to mothers' screams

while watching their new borns' deaths

painful screamning...

are you happy because "it's just a game" ?

I am not a box

I am not a thing

I am not a game

I am a being

for the longest time,

I was a monster in a monster skin

Now I am a being in my skin

A skin not known to the world

to it's fullest extent

a skin that you will regret creating lies,

i created it

you just provided some of the ingredients

I wonder who are you today?

who are you to say?

who are you?

are you anybody?

I want to know ?

For your benefit.

because you're not worth it

I am pandora's mind

I don't destroy

But I can create the plan

the plot

the action

with the same technique

you embeded in me...

I hope that you have a safety plan.

I didn't,

but I'm still alive

I'll give you the chance...

at least before you die.

SO go ahead

I have six sides

I'm not a box...

BUT I AM VERY MUCH ALIVE.