Welcome to Moody Monday, where I let my mood dictate what I write. This is the last Moody Monday for awhile before I delve into other planned topics. Tonight, my mood dictated a short poem, entitled Villain.
Go ahead, paint my picture dirty, make yourself feel more worthy. But your vision is blurry because you were in a hurry and forgot some details of the actual story. You are the villain, that was chillin’ waiting for your chance to spread distorted tales about me. You were evil and wicked with your intentions to destroy me but that was your first fallacy, you are just projecting, and that is clearly affecting how you feel about me. Let me serve you some tea, the first cup, I will gladly give for free. You can’t destroy what doesn’t belong to you, and that’s on everything.