This life of playing two sides of a card
Is mentally exhausting and fucking hard
I've been the shoulder to always lean on
I've been someone's personal demon
I live vicariously through manipulation
From suffering from an enormous amount of indignation
My mental scars empower my white night complex
But it can reflect my cruel nature in reflex
I often feel as if my soul is torn in two
One that will tear you down or one that will fight for you
Sarcasm is said to be an intelligent defense
Yet my natural instinct is to play it to my advantage often at your expense
I allow my facade of innocence lure you into false sense of masculinity
While you're simply men reduced to a goddesses aura of divinity
Although those deserving will achieve nothing but my full support in aces
And I'll never demolish the hearts of those who have their hearts in the purest place
I suppose it all depends on the person and their mindful expectations
To which part of me that they'll receive with their own evaluations
I will never bow down to what anyone desires or pleases
I will forever be the enigma known as Violent Tease
In the words of G-Easy
"This is my world and I does what I wish to.
If you have a problem with it sounds like a personal issue."
With love that many desire but so few deserve,
K <3