Reflections

I am a bad person
You will not persuade me that
I am a good man
Because each and every day
I hate myself with the greatest might
I won't lie to anyone by stating
There is good inside my heart
So constantly I remind myself
My life has no meaning, I live a lie
Nothing will make me believe otherwise
No matter what
I am not good enough
I have no right to believe that
I am a good man
Because when I look upon myself
I am forced to think
Am I really that wicked
 
Now read it backwards.