Hurricane of Emotions

I keep my nose to the grind stone,Work till the Sun goes down.
Than go spend my earnings, Like a drunkin Sailor on the town.

I have helped many a soul, Good deeds I've preformed.
Yet left others in the rain, Feeling forgotten, bitter and scorned.

As kind as Dr. Jekyll, As ruthless as Mr. Hyde
What a Hurricane of emotions, I keep deeply hidden inside.