How can you accept the fact
that you’re just a ****** person?
How can you walk around
like the world’s in your hands,
but have nothing to show for it?
How do you manage to make
everything about yourself,
knowing good and well you wouldn’t have
even gotten this far if you hadn’t had help?
How can you just take the credit
and run faster than the wind?
How is it even possible for you
to get away with it again and again?
I wish I understood why you think
you can play the victim.
when the cops showed up
you had the knife n your hands
still dripping the deep red serum.
How can you just lie
without an ounce of remorse?
Have you no shame at all?
No, you couldn’t possibly comprehend
exactly what it is to feel this hurt.