Right or wrong

Standing my ground might challenge intentions and actions . Being confused should be no excuse . I Know right from wrong so why do I push the line . Cross over it and dance on its its grave . It's not hard to say no , but presume survival mode is to blame . Age is creeping up on these old bones I hate what I have done . So little to be proud of  , jellosy monster devoted to mourning the hazardous materials in this brain . Rotten to the core filled with smoke . Stand taller wimp , your no  baby  no more . I know right from wrong so why do I behave like a naughty rule breaker .