By BladeOfHope Isn't it Cruel How the world responds To pain? And isn't it Fuel For emotions and These flames? It's not like I wanted To hurt you all so much, And it's not like I hunted For a reason to be bad luck. I wish that you could see me For the cat I really am. It's not so hard to be me, Until I'm the one you blame. Tell me what I did wrong? Tell me, show me, please! Why couldn't you just play along And hear my voice on the breeze? I didn't ask to be The cat with violet eyes. I didn't choose the Free So that you could weave these lies. So what if They're an underground and Cunning enemy? Maybe I like it, I can't be