Why do you expect me
To be a perfect angel
I will show thee
That I can be a perfect devil
Don't expect me to be kind
When I can be obscene
Are you out of your mind
If you think I'm not mean
Why do you expect
Such things of me
When I could disect
Everything that is thee
So don't jump to conclusions
About who I am
Don't make assumptions
When I make a devious plan
So don't expect of me
What you think in your mind
Because the next time you see me
I may not be so kind
YOU ARE READING
The Death Poems: Collection 2
PoetryThe second collection of poems about darkness and evil. This collection will have everything from zombies to nightmares. Collection 3 is now published, so please check that one out as well.
