It’s always “ God makes no mistakes” when it comes to the wrong set of wings being placed onto me
But I didn’t ask for the title of an angel or goddess from the mundanes that worship me
They see what’s on the outside and like to label what they can see rather than what I tell them I am
I am no angel or demon , I’m simply just a being
Why refuse to listen because of your ignorance, why not learn about the being you like to say you love
If I really was that important to you then you’d respect who I really was
Stop pretending you know exactly what I am
All you’re doing is deluding yourself from the truth
And in the process you’re tearing me apart .













