Messed Up Story (Poem)

I am the Hero and my life is in a fit and I fight any enemies that I'll always hit
And I had a friend I loved, quite a bit
She said “Come on let's chat, let’s have some fun, you and I will be trouble free”
But she had responsibilities she could never run
She never wished the death of any living thing
She would be no villain, but one day a heroine 
She wanted to put an end to slaughter and love everyone between
We always played a game with a bunch of fools, who told me not to break the rules
But when has being good, ever helped me yet?
And the conflicts aren’t real and anyway it doesn’t matter
Cause no matter what I encounter, it could not help me deflect
The gory death of every hopeful thought
That I might be a lover or a fighter that I’m not
In someone else's net or scope I could be caught
But I’m too bitter, better off alone, guess I forgot
So what? Do you want me to say sorry?
Should I apologize, when you ignore me?
I didn’t ask to be like this or to be lonely
Or to be born into this messed up story
I am the Hero and I guess I had couple girls in my heart's snare
But then I guess I bored them all to death
And now I think my calling is to break apart and fall to pieces
Better yet invent a brand new method of ascension
I hope that you're impressed, I’ve managed to survive
But rest assured, inside I'm more dead than alive
Cause what you said to me, it was more worse then being fried 
And I’m surprised nobody’s considered why I switched sides
So here I am, disrespectfully and angrily destroying
Any chance of getting back on your goodwills
And I don’t mean to be hurtful but if orange is the new purple
Well then bleeding’s the new breathing, don’t you think?
I used to wish the death of every living thing
I might now be a villain but you'll never be my heroine
So I put away my laughter, packed up my hopes and dreams
I’m done with trying to get you back, it seems
That I am just pathetic, I won’t be overlooked
I’m past the point of trying to get back in your book
I’ve made a manifesto, I’ve been bested by a crook
But never more!
I’m planning on reclaiming what he took.
So what? do you want me to say sorry?
Should I apologize, when you ignore me?
I didn’t ask to be like this or to be lonely
Or to be born into this messed up story
Category:Poetry
Category:Poems
Category:Anger
Category:Real life
Category:Life
Category:Completed Stories/Poems