#217

You don't understand me,
and you probably never will
I got a tendency to self destruct,
and a soft spot for the filth
A hair trigger temperament,
a switchblade for a tongue
I'm a walking one-man genocide
with a black belt in corrupt

I'm a jinx, a curse, some say, "the worst"
I'm a savage, rabid beast
I've been called so many fucking things,
it doesn't affect me in the least
I've stolen, lied, been crucified but I don't regret a thing
I'm an egocentric masochist with a sadist's point of bleak

Love me, hate me
Isolate me everyday that I'm alive
Straight up mentally unstable
You don't have to like my life