A Taste Of Your Own Medicine

Corrupting minds, never cared or worried of Consequence,
and I decided to live life out loud not on written documents.
A living lie, if I was ever a nice guy, it was one day of a kind,
stealing and bullying was a pleasure that I want to mastermind.
Target the innocent or the ones who have degrated myself,
value what you have now, cus the life I live lacks the wealth.
Hopes shelfed, cant be removed, Ive cause so much disrupt,
cant give up a habit I love, that cant come to a stop so abrupt.
Burning bridges as I go, made enemies with people I didnt know,
never mended, I had the needle but didnt have the intent to sew.
Things do change in time, people ignore me or start to fight back,
I did have the power over many, but intellegence is what I lack.
Started being pushed around, teased, and mentally discouraged,
didnt think I was this harsh but teasing was only the nice version.
Remembering times I destoryed peoples lives, set on an attack,
thought I left those many behind, but then the past came back.
Felt like rage was built up in a pile of people to haunt my being,
then saw the one I loved against me, rejected what I was seeing.
Never felt this way before, turned on, betrayed, heart crushed,
the lives corrupt, all of it is my doing with all the lies ive stuffed.
But I feel forgiveness, seeing all the peoples lives ive indented in,
its known now, cus finally Ive gotten a taste of my own medicine!