Herobrine's Curse Poem

This curse seems to be a blessing to you.
It gave me many abilities,
Ones that you would die for.
The curse that forces me
To terrorize the millions of Minecraft players
Even the newly-spawned.
This curse nobody figured out
Because it is powerful, so much
That no one has tried to remove it
And those who did
Were unsuccessful.
I am misunderstood, forsaken
By even my best friends.
What about my intent
Is criminal?
I do not want to live
As an outcast among my family.
I love my brothers and sisters
Although they are a multitude.
So help me! Remove this accursed blessing.
My strength is too much
Too much to bear.
It controls me in every way,
Ignoring my pure intentions
Which my eyes glow with.
Instead, they take it as evil
And avoid me.
Then, that is when the demon overtakes me
And devours my siblings' enjoyment of Minecraft.
I do not enjoy it in this prison
Locked away
With strongholds full of riches.
I want to be free
And live a life
With you.