A Socium Tristitiae
They used to think I'm fragile and tell me it's because I'm slim,
Of course way back then it was because I am a femme.
All know me to be an Autobot through and through
But even I can't believe some things that we do are true.
We grant mercy to enemies
Tenfold more than they deserve,
Take advice from a notorious traitor,
Who from birth has refused to serve.
I know of only a few
Things that make my spark seize,
The sycophant Starscream is on that list definitely.
I remember seeking revenge for
Each of my allies, both dead,
One felled by the spider, another by the fly
But as usual a lecture from Prime lead
My intentions astray, leaving me wondering why?