Transformed Enchantress

The best of me

is yet to come

you don't see it

but it'll be a home-run

I'm like an underdog

better than the best

I'm working behind the scenes

You just don't know it yet

Kindle the flame

harness the power

they can't define you

They'll weep when your better

You'll laugh behind

closed closet doors

how dare they ever thought

you were never enough

fools you are

and fools you'll be

don't ever forget

The old homeless woman

who turned the beast

was actually an enchantress

disguised like we see

Is this righteous?

I cannot say

it is my idea of revenge

in the most glamourous way

Revenge for what?

Thinking what you thought?
I suppose so

I just want to be loved

 

 

 

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