I'm Talking To A Journalist And I

I'm Talking To A Journalist And I Really Have Nothing To Say Anymore, This Is Already Uncomfortable. I Feel The Pain Coming Already. The Brutal Pain, When One Day I Should Read Your Edit Of Whatever I Say, Because No Matter What I Say, No Matter How I Say It, No Matter Its Tone, Its Frequency Range, Its Decibel Level Or The Way In Which I Put The Words Together, No Matter My Intentions And No Matter The Truth. What I'll Read One Day Will Be A Chastised, Manipulated Abortion Of Your Misunderstandings, Your Manipulations, Your Agenda And Your Amateur Use Of The English Language.