your villain

Posted by on June 15, 2018
poetry, the night / No Comments

i am not who i pretend to be.
you want me perfect?
well i can’t be that- so don’t lose sleep.
i am not the skin that i wear.
hit me, cut me, watch me bleed,
you just want me to live in despair.
unruly, i won’t roll over, i won’t comply,
just a stubborn son of a bitch…
always be the one you vilify.