Whom Am I? Poem by james d nall,jr

I might be your friend
I might be your enemy
I could make your life end
I couldmake you fall in love with me

all in all, you don't know me
Fighting these psychotic inner urges
sometimes feeling murder as a rich man splurges
keeping inside those feelings and desires
wanting nothing less, than you burning in hells fires

I'm the guy next door
The person just across the way
Be very careful around others
Watch closely what you say

For the day will come
When you least expect
You'll curse at some drunken bum
When your murder will become his subject

He'll laugh with each slice
Of his broken wine flask
looking in your dying eyes
Only one thing he'll ask

Why did you do this, to me, today?
When you mouth could have stayed closed
and you, I would not of had to slay?
See my wretched habit, quells the demon inside
You then come along and insult my pride

Well, now you see, what happens next
When that demon becomes oh, so vexed
Taking your life from you now
Is only a method to the madness in my brow

So when walking down the street
try to be kind to all you meet
for their day may be worse than you expect
and your life may become another reject