solo_patriaI am not sorry, and I mean every word of what I say. Things have, at least, become marginally better, but I still remain trapped in a near eternal Hell where there is no respite, where I am judged wrongly, and unfairly, and expected not only to perform, but to submit to the will of those who are wrong, who call themselves gods but make statements and allegations that are bald faced lies in nearly every instance, where they seek to turn me into nothing but a slave, and where nothing will improve from the way that it is now ever again.
You've helped enough, and Combeferre has helped enough, but this is not a world I wish to exist in, and there is nothing further in it that can move me to stay, or to behave as if I am only your performing monkey. There is nothing in the injustice, the corruption, and the lies, the insults and the perversions of everything I care for that can reconcile me to be happy, or to pretend at happiness here.
I know that you will never listen, and I will forever be trapped, because I do not dare to dream that I might be allowed to escape, but I do not have to like the fact, or anything at all about the place now that so much has changed. I request that you remove me now, but knowing that will never happen, I, at least, request that you leave me alone to die here next time I throw myself at death if you are not willing to free me through more conventional means.
I thought that we had had an understanding, and it seems I have thought wrong.
As you continue to allow this, I continue to lose respect and faith in you.
-A. Enjolras