Accidental Nobility

More noble than intentions.

But I'll receive the gratitude

for all the failed wickedness,

and I'll enjoy it in a pool of guilt.

My heart is twisted and malicious

and unlucky. You say I never

have anything bad to say, but

it's due to overly ambitious efforts,

no good under pressure.

I wrestle with angels and devils

get caught in the crossfire. Thanks

for the medal, I'll accept it out of spite.

You love me for my goodness,

I confess, it's due to a lack of effort.