Villainy

* * *

It all starts with a crown,

While others seem to frown.

Upon my success,

They leave quite a mess, I must confess.

They're just a damsel in distress,

Waiting for the hero to come repossess my mess.

* * *

It's such a cliche,

It's clear as day.

There's nothing to say,

Except the same damn display.

It's actually insane,

You think this is a game I want to play?

I'm sick of explaining myself to the detained,

As their hatred for me remains restrained.

* * *

Multiple feuds with the hero,

It ends with a fatal blow.

Crows tending to my wounds,

While I'm left there: swooned.

* * *

Preferring loneliness and solitude,

Excuse my dark attitude.

Painted like a villain,

Draped with the shame curtain.

* * *

I may not have the light of popularity,

But you can relate to me: based on my personality.

As time goes on,

And you get up at the break of dawn.

Acquiring a possession of money,

Hopefully not scummy.

* * *

It always ends the same,

I walk the streets in shame.

The hero gets all the praise and fame,

While the flame and frame games are aimed.