The Evil Me

I generally prefer to raise my voice,

Against the wrong and the flaw,

I really do it by my own choice.

I like to tell the truth on their face

I always try my best 

To let them come to their sense.

They judge me at every step

To let me deep down

They try hard with all pep.

My openness makes me wicked

Though I don't want to

Still, like evil I am being treated.

In the world full of lies and foul

I have to stand strong

And continue towards my goal.

If resisting immorality is sin

Then I am damn sure

I will do it again and again.

If just being pure is a crime

Then, I can say proudly

Ohh yes! It's me, The Evil me.