Bad Man

Looking at the view, trying to understand,
"Am I a bad man? Or just mean well?",
every thing I do turns into ashes,

I've played with her feelings like I didn't care,
so today I'm trying to understand,
"Am I a bad man? Or just mean well?"

Whatever I do I should not give up the hope,
she still loves me but she wants to grow up

No one ever felt my pain,
They only saw me behind this clown mask laughing in the rain.
Partying wasn't the answer,

I need to get her back in my life,
so I can't feel the wound of that knife...
I guess I paid the price

"Am I a bad man? Or just mean well?"

Author's Note

Reviews

[Bertie]

The repetition works well here...It's a powerful motif and something I think many of us have wondered at times...Perhaps the chop change style was deliberate but at times I often feel like there's a lot more layers you could be going through, emotions you could be exploring but your mind flicks quickly from one to another so we only get a quick taste rather than drowning in it... But this is a small thing and you're obviously a good writer :)

[Nick.B]

Thank you for the review

[Quill~]

Your remorse is sincere in this piece. I think you have paid the price. Nice write.

[Nick.B]

Thank you, yeah I have truly paid

[rnuff]

I really enjoy this piece, powerful and has a deep meaning

[Nick.B]

Thank you

[plainme]

at this moment in my life, at this very moment, you hit the spot.
Words can't describe how accurate your words are, wonderful flow.

[Nick.B]

Thank you for your kind words

[InsanityIsBeautiful]

I like this very much! Excellent work :)

[Nick.B]

Thank you, glad you like it