I see what is done to me
Not that’s it’s bad
It’s just not good
It makes me think
Did I do that
Was I that way
Sometimes you do stuff
That might be rude or hurtful
People might not realize
But maybe people do
I can’t help but think
About myself
I hope I was better
To people that were here
I know now I’m better
Still makes me think
I sure hope I was better