I'm tired of it.
I'm not some drone.
Mindlessly following your command.
I can't be returned.
I don't follow a protocol.
I am human.
I'm tired of it.
I'm not your maid.
I shouldn't have to clean up after you.
I'm not at your beck and call.
I don't work for you.
I'm human
I'm tired of it.
Of the things you miss.
You don't see anything.
Nor do you feel my emotions.
I'm not the perfect little girl anymore.
I'm human.
I'm tired of it.
Of all of the emotions.
Of all of the pain.
Of all of the betrayal.
I'm human.
I'm tired of it.
Sometimes I think I should leave.
Leave all my feelings behind.
Leave all the pain behind.
Leave you behind.
But somehow I always stay.
And the cycle starts over again.
Just like clock work.
I'm,
Hurting,
Ugly,
Messed up,
A failure,
Nothing anymore.
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Looking Into My Soul
PoetryIn this book you get to see a glimpse of my soul and how a became me. You also get to look into my past and get to see the events on how I became the god of darkness.