I will be your fall you know?

You and I are enemies by blood.

It will be my sword to cut your silver tongue.

My sword that will leave a trail of red snow.

You aren’t as naive as you let on bud.

Behind your kindness you play jury and judge.

All I asked was to be left alone.

All you asked was to be my friend.

But I saw the pawns you own.

And what your masked words intend.

Silence was a priceless gift.

The only thing I ever asked for.

Yet you crawled your way into my mind.

Made my friends’ view shift.

I know it is my wit you adore.

So it is what I use to leve you blind.

You twisted me into the villain.

You fancy yourself a hero.

That is fine by me.

Villains have a low moral compass as a given.

I will drag down your confidence to zero.

Playing the villain is fine by me.

Will it be you or I who falls first?

Your silence will be worth all I have versed.