~From "Heart And Strings Collection"~


I say unto you
writer of thy fate and legacy.
Don't misjudge my role for "ermmm"
Blame it on me,
For I was never sufficient for myself and was never appealing to peers.
Tell me what's good without telling me what's good..
There you stray away from me and loot all benefits of friendship.
I could have seen the beacon and prepare myself.

Give me a role in your story.
I know I'm no superhero
But I am the villain I never was.
The homeless are sheltered by stranger's brief love and empathy.
The cave of which I came from
has been closed and
I'm stuck living the futile and rat race life.
Many have departed from me.
Subsequent others are bound to follow.
And I blame myself
For giving away my insecurities.

I thought we were friends,
but they taught me
They are better off without me.
I thought we were brothers
But they play trickery and put me in pines of pains just for laughter sake.
I thought there was a bond
But their actions made me question my morals.
I thought we were all same humans?
But they let me know everyone claims to love the rain
But use an umbrella under the rain.

If ghosts can smile
I rather be up and idly sipping peace out of their slumber.
This is the story of the villain I never was
Posterity would mock me and claim right
But the inevitable of this flat surface
Is the sole reason why the dead can't sleep happily in their grave.


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