Given Flight By Demon's Wings

This is not my true nature. An angel's heart given flight by demon's wings faces certian death. I was not born as what i have come to be. To be gentle again... Do not let this exterior deceive you. I can easily crush your spirit. My wounds bleed truth, And with the words... Their voices are caustic, A nasty sting from aim and precision of fact. "How can you be so cruel?" It is not who i am, As it is the hate i feel. I am a demon, A vicious fiend. Let me alone. I am a demon with a penchant For other's misery. A vicious fiend. I am a demon, In peace Let me alone To be the beast of a man The world has made me. I am prepared to fight humanity every day For the rest of my life, Albeit, my mind and body Yearn for tranquility. People that should earn my love Consistently warrant my hate. I truly resent this. Breathe easy, friend. Let not bitter fruit sour your breath. You were once a gentleman. When friends fail, And mother is gone; When god is silent, And mates fall out of love... Alone, and unflinching. I still wake to confrontation, I am not simply strong, I may very well be the strongest man That ever lived.