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My blood

My blood burns with hate, it feels the need for violence. My brain sees different but my dark side is still there. I feel the hate of others but i do no wrong. I do what is needed but i go no farther than what is right.
Others are blind to the truth, they don't see me. I think they see what they want to see. I am the one doing good things out of love, i'm not like other people. When people judge me they are almost always wrong. To others i'm a bad person. If they others are good people then they see the truth, i'm a caring people helping people become better people. No drug addict can be a good parent, so why should we sit back and see a life destroyed?
My blood fills with hate when the real me goes unseen. I seem to forget that only the bad ones hate me. It is the darkness in the world, this is the dark world.

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