It's just too late

I have to lie down
I’m exhausted with sweet and bitter
From the day I pin the crown
I felt the poison flowing through my vein
Friends and betrayal become bridge
Task and personal become sick jokes
Insanity grew from underdog
Even the ordinary suffers like hell
For every job I take it seriously
Like crow follow its leader
I blind my mind and heart for him
What do I get in the end?
For nothing and compliment?
I did for the hell I live and learn
And for the bridge that keep me sanity
Not for the committee I served
For my self as human
I remember the days I left alone
The jobs I have to do
For no credit I curse my heart

A sweet memory enter frame
Those days with my fellow colleagues
The days I could happily did my work
With my juniors as key to my sanity
Now I hold my blood and vein
Not to torture myself and them
If the days of memoir continue
It holds nothing
Just a bitter sweet memory

The day has come
I lie down my crown

My title
My power
I felt the poison rushing to dry
I want this remedy
The only way I could serve as human
Not to be neither good as angel nor evil as devil
The remedy rush to my heart
With it’s new formula of my old self
Now I could cut everyone without hesitation
But the remedy did not work for instant
I can wait

Till the day it came