VINDICATION

The minute I open my eyes

It's a performance

I put on a corset, a long gold armor

and a Vendetta mask

My masters are my audience

I'm a warlord in training

My flesh is their puppet

yet the soul still mine

Intermissions are forbidden,

a raging inferno

ready to welcome me

The words I speak,

The way my legs cross,

and the euphoric laughs,

are my rehearsed script

One wrong step,

One wrong name,

One wrong turn, will send me

back to the dungeons of my own monsters.

I long for air,

I long for water,

I long for VINDICATION