Shadow king

They’ll never know the depth of my sorrow

They only care about what they can borrow

They pretend to care in my times of need,

But it’s not for sympathy; it’s only for greed.

Act out; and Ill get labeled a fiend,

Never quite the status of a human being.

In the shades, I’ll never be seen;

The life of a shadow king.

Whispers of a figure who was meant to be;

Theyre pretending to foresee one’s destiny.

False wisdom backs their judgements’ cast

Unaware they’re staring into the eyes of a wrath.

The breaking point to become a fiend

Gets blamed on being a human being

Forgotten in the shades, never seen;

The wrath of a shadow king.

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