It's all a ****** up game
The life we play off as real
We condemn those who are different for the sole fact that they are different
And some are proud to be that way
We don't always understand what we're doing to others
Sometimes we do and love doing it
Especially to ourselves
Why do we do this?
Is it some twisted mind game that we have to learn?
Or are we making it up as we go?
All I know is
**** IT
*i want out