Bad Man

I think I'm a good person at heart, but sometimes, the human in me comes out.

"Bad Man"

I'm just a bad man
Barely a plan
Marching through his bad land
Lost within dark fantasies
Robbing Peter to pay myself
Waiting for the gun of fate
To cock blowing me away

A bad man
Waiting for escape
From the fires that I set
Methodically
Each time I decide
To play God in my private little world
My bad lands
With their black soil
Acidic winds
Masked by the beauty
Consuming
That I find in manipulation
Control

But what goes
Comes
I know this
The bad man's mantra
For even a bad man
Believes in balance;
Just a bad man
With too many bad plans
Sorry for his existence
Yet thankful all the same...

Damn me and my conscience.
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