Everyone wants something

They pray for it

Begging the big man in the clouds for it

Yet most of them never get it

I was always the bad guy

Even when I was just the naieve boy

Made out to be like his father

From a woman who shattered his world

Before he even knew of the world

Dragging him to the cult practices

Not understanding the root of their evil

So maybe he liked being called devil

Knowing how the fallen one must feel

Unheard

Unloved

Under appreciated

Uncaring

It’s not my job to save people

It’s not my job to be what everyone needs

It’s not my job to help anyone recover for their own choices

Especially when I’m still fighting my own

The devil has a good ring to it

Demonize me

Make your sins my fault

Blame me for your shity choices

But you were doing that when I wasn’t here

I’ll always be the demon wolf

I won’t lie and say it’s false

But I don’t pretend or manipulate

Just to gain my own ends