I am dramatic
I am tragic
You still want me in your life
You have no idea why
Is it my essence?
My charisma?
My suspicions?
My co-dependent nature?
My never-ending stigma?
No.
You wanted to be my hero
Make me see life  clearer
Getting rid of my sorrows
Making me love the mirror
But, I shot you down
With my bow and arrow
Trapping you into paper town
Allowing you to drown
Stole your crown
Left you to die
Now you are asking yourself
"Why did I allow her into my life"