This is an angry poem. Warning: Explicit language.
Pain defines me, doesn’t blind me kindly.
I look around for peace, but it’ll never find me.
When I seek out love I’m just getting further proof
That I should hate my neighbor and just stay aloof.
It doesn’t pay to be the good guy. You know why?
Because the good motherfuckers always get passed by.
This is the last time. From now on I’m just the bad guy
That tells people to fuck off and wishes they’d just die.
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