Devil Inside

I warned him. I told him that I am evil. Like everyone else, he insisted that I wasn't, that I was one of the nicest guys he has ever met. Like they say, the devil wears a friendly face. A few days ago he figured out what kind of evil I am. Now he calls me el Diablo. Very fitting term. The Greek word diablos literally translates as "one who throws something across one's path." Yeah, that's the kind of evil I am.