Who am I really?
Deep inside?
I feel there's something,
Trying to hide,
Could i really be,
Cruel, decietful,
So evil, me?
Perhaps thats why,
I hide from myself,
Every single time I try,
Look into myself, deep within,
Now all i see is;
Darkness, evil, sin.
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Need to open the door and let it all out! ..This poem makes me think of an introvert having deep seated wickedness! Well written! ; D