Shadows
by Batman's Favorite Daughter
Everyone if not already, would be out to get me
They're in gluttony, not spending a moment to think of them killing other beasts
But yet they are that brainless, they do not stop to think this is how I nourish myself
No. To them I am a monster
Someone who hides in the shadows and kills without thinking
I may not be human, but am I not here?
They all are living their happy, rich lives, and they leave me to rot
They come after me, try to kill me
I am not responcible for me being this creature
Would you think I asked to be this monster?
My freedom is fugacious
As they are here once more
I do not enjoy having to feast on blood
In fact, it is very distasteful
But yet my body longs for it
I could die without it
They call me a freak, but yet they should be paying more attention to themselves
I am a freak for doing what my body needs, keeping myself alive, giving myself noutrision?
Let they lie around all day, eating until they are plump, eating things they do not need
Because in my cold, dark eyes, you are the ones who need to be changed
I will continue doing what my natural senses tell me to,
And I will live on, watching the human race waste themselves.
Because in the end, the humans could be gone, but there will always be a Count Dracula.
AUTHOR NOTE TIME! I was in a bad mood so I needed to write SOMETHING! Spell check tomorrow. Please review. If I get a few reviews I might do a second chapter!
~Batman's Favorite Daughter~
