Can evil be measured
By mideeds themselves?
Or is it by how one acts
When under attack
Whether they stood strong or fell?
Because I tend to fall
I do not stand tall
When pressure comes to face me
I crumble and cry
Now with tears in my eyes
I ask you, am I evil?
I lash out when I'm mad
Try to fight when I'm sad
And I lose myself in the bottle
I take drugs if I can find them
And refuse to sing divine hymns
A heretic, a drunk, but evil?
I hate who I am
And I hate what I do
Does that qualify as repentant?
But I'll just do the same thing
Feel the same sting
For self destruction is truly my penchant
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 10:49 PM UTC
Can evil be measured
By mideeds themselves?
Or is it by how one acts
When under attack
Whether they stood strong or fell?
Because I tend to fall
I do not stand tall
When pressure comes to face me
I crumble and cry
Now with tears in my eyes
I ask you, am I evil?
I lash out when I'm mad
Try to fight when I'm sad
And I lose myself in the bottle
I take drugs if I can find them
And refuse to sing divine hymns
A heretic, a drunk, but evil?
I hate who I am
And I hate what I do
Does that qualify as repentant?
But I'll just do the same thing
Feel the same sting
For self destruction is truly my penchant
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