No good deed is left unpunished,
It seems I learned that the hard way,
I always thought that helping others was good,
That giving my possessions away for free,
Giving money away for free,
Was a good thing to do,

The best case scenario is,
They forget what you have done for them
But the much more common scenario is,
They punish you for it,
They spit on the worm,
They crush the fly,
They wipe away the dust,

But it has happened to them too,
The secret to winning is,
To hide how much you've lost,
I always wonder why they continue this act,
Despite having gone through it themselves,

But maybe I'm alone,
Maybe the reason why they spit on me,
Is because they haven't felt it themselves,
They have a lust for chaos,
A deep yearning for the misfortune of others,
But they would, of course, call it ardour,
To put it a good way,
As they do with everything

Goodbye