Can I be your antagonist?
I promise you’ll hate me
For I am a cheeky little monster
An arch-nemesis lurking in the recess
Of your mind
I confess to being obsessed
With earning your contempt
Would a lovely sight it would be
If your gorgeous grin became a symbol of sin
Snatching you from the sky up so high
A pure angel whose wings started to darken
A heroine who suddenly lived on the edge
The rush! The explosion!
To know that I made your good character decay
That my touch lead to your corrosion
How beautiful that look on your face will be
As it fills with the realization
That you’re no embodiment of nobility
Simply a villain
Just like me!