i do not wish to answer for my work anymore bravery , thy name is not my own treachery thy name is not my own conduct there 's a name i can truly rely on for conduct is where i retreat in this my time of shame a shame i feel no future for a shame that assumes no responsibility for me picture this my work at a pure angle lifted into i for only in i can it truly be appreciated or even understood but i no longer wish for understanding for i no longer wish for truth in the end truth is only what you make of it yourself understand ?