Note.

I fought through death to say my side of the story.

I’ve said it.

When I got to know the law was involved and I was framed, I started giving proof as well.

I’ve given proof for whatever I can think of.

I’ve said and done everything.

I’ve already cleared my name and proved my innocence more than enough.

I understand human psychology to a certain extent and now I understand law as well.

I’m good at certain things.

I’ve spoken about everything that I understand and know.

I’ve explained, cleared and clarified everything.

I didn’t know why people were speaking to me in a special way.

This is what stopped me from telling my story because I didn’t understand it myself.

It was the crucial piece of the puzzle.

Unless you tell me what’s happening how the fuck would I know.

A lot of random people told me everything.

Once I got to know.

I was able to take control of the situation and finish writing.

There’s nothing left to say.

I’m speaking the truth that’s why I was able to prove myself.

I cannot do more than this.