A/N: This was created while in my writing club. We had to write about two contrasting ideas (dark/light, fire/ice, good/evil etc…) I chose good and evil. As soon as I thought about good and evil, Lex Luthor popped into my mind. (that just proves how obsessed I am with superman…)
I can't help who I am
Who I turned out to be
It was all his fault.
The man supposed to be called my father
I don't want to be this way
I told myself I would be different
I wanted to do good
I wanted to help
But in the end I turned out just like him
If not worse
I guess it's in my blood- this evil
I can't trust anyone
And no one can trust me
Perhaps I brought it upon myself
This life I lead
I want to change
But
I can't
I just can't
A/n: I hope you liked it. I sent this to Michael Rosenbaum and he really liked it and I hope you feel the same.