I may not be a perfect soul,
I may not be cliché
I may not be a role model
But you dare stand in my way
You may have an easy life
Where everything is told
But you'll never understand the pain,
The nasty and the bold
I may whine too much, I may be annoying and the rude
But you'll never understand the hate it gives, the staccato, evil move
The darkness growing in the heart, where nothing's what it seems
It's like an evil nightmare, like a dangerous dream
Please forgive me for all I've done, standing in your way
I wish I wasn't such an awful person, and now I must pay.
I may not be a perfect soul,
I may not be cliché
I may not be a role model
But you dare stand in my way
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PoetryThis is a book of poetry. A place for me to vent. I love to write. I love to live. Some days I am a total wreck. So I write. Some of these are true. Some of these aren'...
