Sorry

I take everything for granted,

I say the same as devils do,

to wish I'd burn,

would be a gift,

because I lie,

I cheat,

I corrode,

relationships for pleasure,

oh, I blame,

those who don't exist,

as I'm questioned,

why I'm so involved,

I'll do better next time,

when I give you a chance,

as I speak faintly to one only,

for a reason I've hidden,

Sorry but, 

I think this, 

is all about you.