The Devil Inside the Angel
I'm just a simple person who seems to be happy
Yet you judged me without even knowing my full story
A simple phrase can leave a scar to your heart
A scar that will make your heart be torn apart.
So stop playing with all my emotions
Or you'll make me make bad decisions
And if you're here so you could just hurt me
Then I'd rather you leave me lonely.
People always call me a bunch of names
Sorry but I ain't playing your little games
Someone said, "It isn't nice to hold a grudge"
But who cares? Who are you to judge?
Don't tell me what to do, don't tell me what to say
Cause I'm not one of your toys that you need to play
Hurt you and forget that you even exist
They were just added up to my bucket list.
"You're ugly", "You're not cool"
I maybe dumb but I'm not a fool
Talk smack about me but I don't care
Cause I'll be the one starring in your own nightmare.
Be careful what you wish for
Cause I'm not the good guy anymore
I'm tired of always being the nice guy
So I think it's time for him to say goodbye.
This time I'm a little bit savage
Like a tiger that got out of its cage
Some things are better left unsaid
That's why the old me is now dead.
I rose up from the ashes like a dark phoenix
With my heart forever broken and can't be fixed
Bursting my anger into burning flames
And you're the reason why, you're the one I blame.
You don't know how rude I can be
I won't even accept your apology when you say sorry
I don't want to be the victim anymore
So I guess it's your problem, and that's for sure.
I'll let my bashers and haters hate
I'll do nothing, I'll just wait
And just let karma handle their fate
Sorry not sorry cause it's too late.
Your judgement can't stop my happiness
And my silence is not a sign of weakness
Throw me to the wolves but I'll come back
And when I do, I'll be leading the pack.
Enough of this thing, enough of this drama
I'll just sit down and wait for your karma
Everybody's got a wicked side
But mine just seems it doesn't wanna hide
I don't get mad, I get evil
My heart used to be soft, it used to be gentle
My face may seem to be like an angel
But hurt me and you'll surely see the devil.
By: Sherwin Cubero
This poem is not mine. If you're going to use it, please credit the Author. Thank you.
