The Villain

I don’t know whose idea it was.
To make the villains attractive at first sight.
Whose choice was it and why?

Why do we feel attraction or fly?
Oh,and why can’t it be the good guy?
Standing there,catching my eye.

But being attracted to the villain gives you a high.
And when I think about it at night in my bed.
I think,am I weird?

Or do I have a tear to shed?
When people point out out my attraction.
I feel like a bad person by a fraction.

They say the psychology and feelings behind it.
We yearn for characters who give us what we don’t have.
Including villains that catch our eye.

Whether by their design or by a lie.
Am I attracted to him?
Or am I just delusional?

Maybe it’s been a while,lonely in my head.
And so I think of the villain in my bed.
I kinda feel like a person now.

Why am I attracted to him,why and how?
Why can’t it be the hero oh so kind?
That anybody can find.

The obvious choice would be the hero.
But there is something attractive about the anti-hero.
You get what I mean.

Or maybe lonely is all we have been.
To yearn to be adored,loved like a fictional man would.
It messes up your thoughts and head.

And now I’m just attracted to the villain in my vision.
Why,just why?
Am I really that desperate?

Why do I get a high?
But alas,fiction can’t touch you.
It can’t hear you,it’s all on paper or a screen.

They tell you,delusional is all you’ve been.
Maybe you just wanted to feel special.
Loved,cared for in times of woe and greed.

We live our lives and yearn for some sort of connection.
Whether the villain or the hero is who we choose.
In times of woe,it doesn’t amuse.

Fictional men all in your head.
Just imagining someone next to you in bed.