Requiem

 

I was really inspired after that video JoMo tweeted 'Requiem for a  dream' , and also after re-watching the movie "Libertine" with Johnny Depp, especially its confession movie-part.

You will not like me...

But why should I want it,

Why should I want

Your acceptance, approval,

When you're like an audience,

Watching me acting,

Amazed and terrified

Cling to my delusion.

The delusion of who I am, 

And whom I'm pretending to be.

The delusion of monster,

Who still stays a man

With conflicts, pride,

I'm a monster

Though deserve to live!

I wish to be moved,

I cannot feel in life,

I cannot fit in it,

Become a noble man,

For women - a knight.

I cannot you to make

Feel any love for killer;

I cannot you to ask

Forgivness or to believe me.

Loalty, moral strength,

A heart full of passion

Are hidden under the mask,

The boy is hidden there

With his feelings, compassion.

You didn't like me,

But why should I care?!

I'm a heartless beast,

that what you all have said.

I am a heartless beast,

Indestructible, 

Yet my soul's in despair. 

Nobody cares about me,

So why should I do it then?!

But listen to me at least, 

Listen and mark my words

The greatest of your fears

It's not me, but the loss!

The loss of everyone,

The loss of everything,

Even the creature like me,

Whom you'd never forgive,

You'll miss after alll,

You'll miss me, 

Mark these words...

So now, do you like me?

Oh, no, I believe not now, not yet.

I've mentioned your lacks,

You weakness,

So please, remind me my faults,

What a monster inside me exists.

A monster,

Who protected himself by a fence.

A monster,

Who was craving instead

Be protected by friends.

I didn't mean to upset people,

I didn't mean to hurt them that much,

But it's just who I am,

It is all in my nature 

Not so appealing,

But I must speak my mind

There is so much more interesting

inside that one.

My goals, my hopes, my passions,

Each of that creates my soul,

Which will lead all of you

To the core of my dimension;

Which will show you the side

You'd never guess I have,

No wretchedless or perverted me,

But me as a part of art,

The hybrid, something uknown.

And every thought,

Every full of light dim,

You'll like or disgust,

After all I've you said

In the end of the requiem

For a once dream I dreamt.

That's what I am,

The hybrid with soul,

The man of his passions,

The Big Bad Wolf.

You sorry for me,

That's what I'm sure of -

And it's only a matter of time

when you'd like me,

You would adore me,

You would adore that killer in me..