Who Am I

I didnt get what I wanted when I was little.
I didnt get what I wanted all the way through school.
I didnt know what I wanted to be when I got older.
No body ever listened to me, and I always got caught.
I think that the government is a good way to get what I want.
I make good money now and get to boss people around.
I am on a serious power trip.
I go to bed everynight thinking that Im doing a good thing, but have nightmares 
about how I will be tortured in the after life.
Who am I?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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