Thoughts in the Dark

People call me the Goddess of Death
They call me evil, psycho, demon, the Devil's Advocate
They say I'm crazy, violent and fucked n the head
They forget that I'm still human- that I still have feelings

I can take it when they call me evil, or bitch
But I can't take being called stupid, dumb or useless
Every insult hurts- sure
But it's something that I've learned to accept
I get called violent and evil because of the people that say I'm pathetic, stupid or worthless

It's not my fault- or maybe it is for not being "perfect"
- I may not be smart, but I'm not stupid
- I may be cold at times, but I have a heart
- I may not be pretty, but looks aren't everything
- There might always be a smile on my face, but I assure you it's all but a mask
Yes, maybe I am the Goddess of Death- everyone agrees with me
But, I'm still just a girl.