Devil in Disguise with Decieving Eyes.

I know I probably shouldn't.
But I will.
I know I usually couldn't.
But I did.
I know I said I wouldn't.
And I'm sorry.
I act like I am.
But I not.
But I want you to see.
Everything I wish I could be.
The good I wish I could.
But I'm not.
The bad I brush off my shoulders now, is the dust of my old self.
Coming back to haunt me.
A constant reminder.
That I am not who I think I am.
I am not who I wish I could be.
Im the devil in disguise with decieving eyes.