I know who I am.
I know what you think I am.
They are not the same.
You see me as evil.
You see me as bad.
I see myself as broken.
Look me in the eyes
For they tell you all.
Do you see the evil in them?
Or do you see the eyes of the person who is broken?
My life counted as evil.
Every good deed I've done a lie.
Have you ever thought about the why?
I dared to dream and it ended with me thought of by all as the evil queen.
How can you call me evil?
That is not me.
All you have to do is open up your eyes and see.