Fm Rt Poet Ballad

There Was Always More

Will you believe
What they say about
My life and my heart?
Do you not doubt

That all I know
Is drunken mirth?
A purposeless child—
Is that all I am worth?

Will you ever see
That there always is
History that is hidden;
A past that you'll miss

Should you only watch
For what you believe now?
For years ago, I was
One who knew how

To induce madness
And spread insanity.
I found power in
Wildness and inhumanity.

Wine is always more
Complex than its royal gleam.
And I am more dangerous
Than I may first seem.

Do not believe
What they say I am —
I am so much more than
What they've forced me to become.

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