I was a fraud, a trickster who made people belive Standing upon the pedestal Defying what the stars demanded Biting my thumb at the gods Going against all the scriptures of society Shrugging off the bonds of the status quo I stood atop the pedestal, The Loki who had done it, Betrayer of Warriors and Tricksters. My great feat did not last Nor was it meant to, For a failure fated and born was I Doomed to be fallen. The stars turned their heavenly light upon me, Gods whom I had insulted poured their great fires upon my mortal constitution, And so broken the excited eyes of those whom I had gone against, Before those whom I had tricked, Those whom I had betrayed. My Angelic aura was dispersed. The dark, which it truly was, ran from the light The Dark which I was, the dark which I am Burned by the fire of heaven and hell, For each had I sought to escape and fool So before the eyes of all, Left to be judged in front of all. Naked Alone
Reason for writing:
Once I was really sure I had everyhing figured
but it didnt work out that way, I ended up in lots of trouble
for lots of things. I didnt do all of them or I wasnt involved
in all of them but I did get into stuff for it.
This is a respose to the people who told me I wasnt real
Or real enough for/with them and the fact that even now it happens
except before i built myself up on being able to fit anywhere
just to stay on top of my situation. So its tricking myself as well as others
until it all came back to reality
Birth sign: Taurus
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