Poetically Venomous

they call me a criminal yeah I've made my mistakes I'm stuck in the middle and I'm losing my faith. i guess the world doesnt feel a mother fucker can change. but simple folk need only a single reason to hate an I'mma lay it down on this paper line for line I don't hate you mother f***** I'm just passing my time. hate would mean I would have to keep you somewhere clearly on my mind well maybe a little every once in a while. from time to time. I remember that your a twisted individual never truth in ya lies i see it now.still ya got darkness in you eyes. you caused a pivotal moment in this life of mine m*********** yeah you're cynical but at the same time I'm vicious bitch there's venom in every single word in my poem by design. bet ya think its about you don't you? bitch.. its just(simple poetry i write) except for that line it is what it is thats how it was i dont give a damn you shouldn't give a fuck. who the hell are we only god can judge. come on give me something just one more hit one more big score im done with this shit put it up a shelf ,step back and take a look at myself ,the man in the mirror, ten steps closer to hell. . at this point the further I fall is just the further I fell. picture coming with me I'm dragging you to hell