You and I are complete opposites.
You feed off people’s hate, despair, and anger.
I help them as best as I can to make them happy again.
I try to save people from you.
You laugh at me and make it into a game out of what I try to do.
Sometimes you win and sometimes I do.
But this whole "game" of yours is something I'll lose.
I'll lose and when I do you'll be there.
Because the one person you want most is the one I can't save.
The one person I'll never be able to save is me.
So when I fall, you'll be there to help and save me.
Because you're the one who is to save me.
I'll be the one who's hurt, despair, anger, and helplessness you won't feed off.
So in the end you'll win your "game."