Evil (2/2 of a set)

The scars shows
What I'm capable of doing
The anger flows
What I'm capable of showing
My blood is on the floor
By my own afflictions
By my own problems
By my own pain
Caused by the society
That shuns my actions
So why do I have to suffer
Why do I have to hate
My heart is torn in two
One half against another
I'm waging a war against myself
The emotion fights against my soul
The hole seems to tear away
At the person I want to be