I got a bad mind

I got a bad mind. I think of things I shouldn’t. I hate when I should forgive. I lust when I should love. I wana fight I wana fuck. I wana be a wild child.

I got a bad heart. I love when I should lust. I forgive when I should hate. And I care when I shouldn’t. Its dark at times. Black and dead at others. Sometimes it flames with a brightness that I feel it would explode or burn out my chest. But never at the right time.

I got an evil soul. It’s in the dark. It’s shriveled up. It wants to be free. But this body wont let go. This body wont let go. It used to soar it used to fly. It used to give me joy unbound. Now it slithers. Mired by pride and ego. It’s in a pile of shit caused by bad livin. Not drinking or horing around but something more viscous than that. I’ve lied to it. I’ve told it this when I should have told it that. I’ve held it down when I should have let it go. I’ve made a mess about it and I can’t let go I can’t let go.

I’ve got a bad mind; I don’t know how it got this way. It’s the only one I’ve got so I’ve got to do something about it.

I’ve got a bad heart, but it’s the only one I’ve got. I dont know how to fix it, but I guess its worth a shot.

I’ve got a bad soul, it cuts when it should sooth, I cant let it go. My body likes it too much. I don’t know where ill go but ill start here and end up there. I hope.