Senza thinks she's some sort of hero. Some sort of white knight in shining armor.
Sure, the crowds cheer when she's around. Sure, it looks like she fights for the good causes. People feel safe when she's nearby. People smile and relax and forget about their troubles.
But underneath it all, she doesn't care about the people. She just needs the people. Love me, respect me, worship me - and I'll placate your fear, I'll tell you what you want to hear, I'll smile and grin and keep both our chins held high but it's all in her eyes, she's not really smiling with you, she's smiling through you.
She can't feel that on her own, the twisted wreck inside her own mind can't bring those emotions to bear. She has to feed off your emotion, your smiles, your hopes, your everything to feel anything.
I used to be like the rest of you. I used to watch her and hope for her and pray for her. I used to surge high when she was around and feel despair when she was away. But I'm learning the truth. I'm not going to stand idly by and waste away while this vampire bleeds me and my family, my friends, my fellow forum citizens like calves at the slaughter.
Let my people be free. Unchain us from your reckless desire for more, more, more.
Let us go and be what we are meant to be.