there is this mean streak that is
unquenched, retribution that is a lie,
an unstable morality, where wrong
can be right,
I deserve to be punished for who I
am, for giving in to my anger so easily,
and blaming others for my actions, I am a
liar
Will I let myself hurt anyone else?
no I choose to be alone to protect
people from my lies, to spare them
the pain of my immorality
Love should be denied to what is bad,
the darkness does not deserve the light,
too late it is for me to change,
I accept the low life that I am,
My pain doesn't matter,
I have learned to enjoy it,
this perverse mind, sadism,
keep me locked away in my mind,