The Lie of Power



A rhyming poem about struggling for power

I am covered in lies

A costume of regret

The ones I promised

Will never forget


I am not the brave warrior

The hero, the savior

Just a girl lost in the nothing

Society gave her


I am worth watching

But no one wants to see

A girl damned from the start

Will never be free


Why climb up with pride

When the world pushes you down

Better to pretend

And climb without a sound


Proper and worthy

Means a free ticket

Up the ladder of power

Higher than the wicked


And so I stand

Alone and afraid

Because the lies are isolating

And power is my cave

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