His Design

God sent you.
Just when I got too full of myself.

The smart fellow He is, He keeps you around all the time as a constant reminder of my failures.
And as if He is not just done mocking me yet, He locks me down in a cage and hands me the keys,
'Take these. You'd know how helpless it feels to have the power to control.'

I could have everything, I could do everything and still it wouldn't be enough.

This is His Design.
You are its living proof.

And that is exactly why I hate you.