How can I write
When there's nothing
How can I see
When all there is,
is pain.
How can I be
A good person
when all I see is bad
How do you justify
an act of kindness
When all anybody sees
is the bad?
They're hypocrites
And liars
They tell you not to judge
When that's all they do
And it may seem so gruel
But that's because anything
And everything you'll
ever see
is just plain cruel.