Tell Them It's Me

This Darkness inside me Is so meant to be A way to keep the monster in me awake....so it be! Working from morn to dark Eating at my seams, this cruelty Yet nobody says a word to me As if allowing me to sulk on my insanity? Making money at what cost? That cost is for others to pay, There is nothing for free in this World That is what wise elders say I have started to like feasting on other's morality What morals do I now personally carry? Who will account for my sins today? Who will carry my burden for me? This Kingdon of God, It has its own evil Nobody here is a Saint, you see! But everybody wants to show their good side While their monster is lurking inside for free....