A Villain’s Truth
Never ask for help even if it is a need
All people will think is that you have greed
Struggle you may
But it will never be worth what people say
If you're hurt on the ground
Nobody will care about the pain filled sound
Stuck in a corner you lie
Waiting to realize nobody cares if you die
Bitter truth is always better
Than sweet lies in false letters
Never ask for help
It will always end in painful yelps
What is the point to throw away villainous pride
Just to get hurt in rotting core of your inside
In this world what prices will you pay
Just to get help, just to stay
Don't beg
Only to see people pull your leg
Don't ever scream
In order to fulfill one last dream
Don't kneel
Ignore what they feel
You are all that you need
Because with help all you will do is bleed
Forget trust, forget hope
Never let feelings make you mope
In this world a villain is a hero on the wrong side
For a villain there is always something to hide
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