I was never a villain

I was never a villain– I allowed myself to burn in the fire of cruelty, pain and betrayal to fulfil the brutal social vows; I tolerated people's harsh words that stung me harder than all the arrows; I always kept myself under control, never loosing up on my emotions; I always worked to make sure that people were happy, even if I had to lose myself in the shadows; I coloured myself black to colour people's lives alike rainbows; Even after all these sacrifices, I am still a villain in their eyes. Sometimes it makes me wonder, to people, what 'villain' even means, Makes me re-think if I should go with the flows of my past vows; Or actually mutate into the villain of people's thoughts.