Today I'll tell you a story
But listen, this has no moral
It says the truth, and the truth only
Of how the Good falls
There was once a boy
Brave, honest and yet naive
He deserved the best, so good was he
He had scars, yet he would strive.
He had learnt his lesson
Learnt from his mistake
But it seems that wasn't the end
Lord wasn't done with him yet.
The good guy, he had his heart set on a girl
A girl he thought to be an Angel,
His world disappeared when she was near
And he admired her from afar.
Time flew, he finally told her
Told her where his heart belonged
But thew girl, so scared of ruin, she
turned him down and fled.
Heartbroken, he floated around
Like a ghost. a mist, see through
He thought his friends, whom he treasured,
were gonna leave him too.
But no, they weren't friend really,
They were poison, a dose given daily
The jealous, dirty, lowlives he pitied;
The naive knight fell in all his glory.
She came back, the Angel
She bent down to him, and whimpered
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" she whispered.
The good fell, the bad won.
~kj
