Poetry

Tails

All the sick twisted things I think

All the cruel mean things about me

And my willingness to lie to get what I want

All of that you taught me

Telling me it was ok

That I wasn't lying

Just bending the truth

You made me feel SO clever

When really you were just teaching me to be cruel

Sure there were others

Like my elementary school that acted like a high school

But you taught me something else much more deadly

You taught me to be blind

A hypocrite

You taught me that lying was fine

Cause when we did it we weren't really lying

You don't realize it when you say and do cruel things

Denying it when anyone lyes it out in front of you

You taught me your greatest trick

How to be delusional

You helped teach me how to mow down others

While believing I was kind

Thats what you taught me mother

You taught me to be a demon

Who believed with all his heart he was an angle

You made me think cruel things were ok

As long as you lied to yourself

Making yourself save the day

I owe it to you mom

You taught me a lot

And I use you're skills every day

But theres a key difference between us

You believe your lies

Forcing yourself to thinking there the truth

In your mind your and angle

Who's come to save the day

But mother I woke up from thar lie

And I embrace my pointed tail

I may cary around angles wings

But I paint them black to remind me

I am a demon

Not an angel

And I refuse to disillusion myself further

It is helpful for convincing lies

But you end up losing yourself in the play

So thank you mom

For unknowingly showing me your tail

It opened my eyes to find my own

So I embrace the skills you gave me

The talents you taught

Because now I know I have a tail

I can go further than you ever thought