They told you i am a beast,

You told me you want this.

I gave you the pieces you need,

To see my complicated puzzle piece.

I told you they painted me colors,

They painted me blue, red, green, and white.

They drew me like a villain in the movies,

I ended up broken and colored pitch black.

I told you the reasons,

Why i grew my wings,

Sharpen my fangs,

And pointed my horns.

I became an open book,

And you know how hard it took.

For me to tell the things,

I wanted to forget.

I am the devil,

Yet you brought me hell.

While i was there,

Trying to offer you heaven.

You made efforts to dig,

Deeper enough to get me.

Yet you dug me up,

Just to bury me again.

I dug my way up,

I rose again.

Slowly but surely,

I played their game better.

I grew my wings bigger,

I made my fangs sharper,

My pointed horns got longer,

I shut the switch they call humanity.

They called me heartless.

He labelled me beast.

She called me devil.

Have they forgotten?

They made me like this.