Hey everyone! This is something I wrote when I was feeling angsty. WARNING: The following contains depressing thoughts.
You don't know the monster inside me. You don't know my thoughts. You don't know what happened to me.
And don't you dare say you understand.
Because you don't.
You claim you "know what I'm going through".
Do you?
Have you ever been discarded by your own father? Have you ever been brought up to believe that a certain thing was the enemy, and then found out that you were that thing?
Have you ever been rejected, ignored, cast out, misunderstand by your own parents? Have you ever grown up to love an older brother, only to be betrayed, ignored, fought by him?
Have you ever had the feeling of losing yourself? The feeling that you know what this will do to you. You know that you're about to become a monster. But you let it happen. Because everyone let you down.
Then you lose yourself.
You see a chance to get power.
Hello opportunity.
You don't want to take it, but then the memories come back.
The nightmares.
Not knowing what else to do, you take it.
And get hated for it.
You fight back.
And are seen as a villain.
Suddenly, you embrace the title. If that's what the world wants me to be, then so be it.
Because if you have experienced and thought and had all that happen to you, then you have had one heck of a life.
And you do know how I feel.
I was turned into something else.
Something they wanted me to be.
Something they saw me as.
And I'm not sure how to come back.
Please review!
