I Started As a Joke

In the beginning, you thought I was a joke. It was the essence that I was broke, With shattered hope, revoked with a choke. Without anyone, to revere me as close; Foretold, unchosen, not bold, I've been molded as a soldier of doom. Screaming insanely, and used as a tool. This isn't as wise, to mistake me a fool. I'm a crowned jewel, covered in a pool; Of blood and madness, Discarded, my past in sadness. But today, I'm a mage, Rampage on display. As the viewers turn the page, I'm better than clay. I wont be washed away, Or used and thrown to waste. I'm not stupid, or loose in chains; I'll run, and I will paint this world a face. Show them all, I'm not someones jester; I'm not a joke, but I will fester. Take me lightly, And I'll be laughing lastly. A timely punishment, gone badly. Ironically, you've been bested blindly. Until the end of this riddle, I wont be in the middle; Pushed and used, I'm cynical. The ends wont justify the means, Nor be predictable. This is my ritual, as I'm maddened with Issues. Believe it or not, there's visuals; Much like the ones in my head. Like the time, I've been taken from my pen. Let loose I'm out of my cage, I'm crazed and decayed; But I've still got rage. Nows the time, to make them pay. As I lay the entire world ablaze; I'll be dancing mad inside the flames. Though I am insane, I'm not a dope. Enflamed and up in smoke, They'll all soon know; That in the end, I'm no ones joke.