Of course I'm not your angel

I'm not Daddy's little angel

I'm Mommy's little devil

I'm not your lovable sweetheart

And I am far from gentle

I won't sprinkle your sugar

Or smile without sin

My innocence is feigned

With your lips across my skin

My angelic wings

Wicked in black

Remain tucked in

Tight to my back

I've sold my soul to Satan

And enjoyed it ever since

Sharing the blood of the damned

I walk hand-in-hand with my black prince

I don't follow your rules

And I don't kiss your a*s

Of course I'm not an angel

I was raised better than that

Author's Note

Any thoughts would be nice :)

Reviews

[Wandering Violet]

Nice and dark! Great piece, I like the unashamed evil in it. Good work!

[WordNerd]

WOW, great poem! Great imagery, I liked how it rebellious, I made a connection with the poem. Excellent work!!