Astrological

Traits given by my will  
and the star's commands  
A drama queen  
Admirers are my servants  
but they serve against  
my phony loyal burden.  
 
While reading your desires,  
I transform myself to them.  
My fabulous performance  
is a real and raw gift to you  
Don't try to analyze me.  
I've everything figured out  
Read me like a book  
of illustrated mystery  
Black hardback, like the demon's diary  
illuminating content, like the sunlight  
on the dark side of the moon.  
 
I cover mine with a veil  
of dreamers' crying skin  
and melodies that scream  
Losing control is just a trip  
I sit back and enjoy it  
but I'm prone to pain  
my strength attracts it for balance  
or an excuse  
to isolate with my projections  
 
There is no sadness  
only despair  
There is no joy  
only paradise  
Nothing scares me really, but myself  
Inside my world, millions of potential worlds co-exist  
 
This is my front page  
A mirror, baby  
Can you handle the rest?  
I'm a scorpio  
You don't have to be afraid  
You have to be yourself  
Pathos and passion  
are my ingredients  
Don't mix with ignorance  
Danger of poisoning