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Satan- I don’t know why, your all just staring and judging.

God- Maybe nobody likes you... Maybe you're just paranoid ... Maybe it has nothing to do with me ...& I'm just here for the show.

Satan-  I'm different so fuck me I guess?!

God-  I don’t know why any of us do what we do, but we do... Maybe they think they are better than you... Maybe it's all in your head. 

Satan- God, they say you love everyone, what happened to that? Why can't you show me? Do I not deserve better, What is wrong with me?

God- I do my best, maybe you are just too much. I don’t know what’s wrong with you; but your are raising hell all the time. Maybe It's not about getting what you deserve... just about how you play the cards that are dealt to you, & just living your life.

Satan- Everybody hates me, my so-called "savior" that claims to "loves all" has never shown up for me & is always judging my behavior. 

God- Maybe I’m not judging...but being friends with you might ruin my reputation...probably safer to stay unseen. 

Satan- Fine then, don't show up, stay invisible. 

God- Maybe I am here, always here...maybe all I am, is something inside you.