Time flies.
You know this.
Yet you use it up so selfishly.
No one is promised tomorrow.
You know this.
Yet you use your days to criticize people,
Instead of trying
To make they’re unknown tomorrow better.
Words are strong.
You know this.
Yet you throw them around
Like they’re paper *****
And not hand grenades.
You hurt people.
But once again, you know this.