You should not give advice.
You ignore the advice we give, yet you lecture those who do not follow what we say to you.
Hypocrisy in its finest hour.
You moan in your monastery of life.
Yet freely dish out words of wisdom like your a God.
It's people like you, it's people like you.
Afraid to change; yet first to judge.
I sigh.
All I can do is watch and bite my tongue
Until it bleeds.
Because your words are like bile in the throat.
It's people like you. All the answers are in front of you but too lazy to do anything.
You are the insult to those who work.
You are the insult to those who try.
I can see words dribble out your mouth, like a leaky pipe.
Too bad I can't hear you...
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 2:44 PM UTC
You should not give advice.
You ignore the advice we give, yet you lecture those who do not follow what we say to you.
Hypocrisy in its finest hour.
You moan in your monastery of life.
Yet freely dish out words of wisdom like your a God.
It's people like you, it's people like you.
Afraid to change; yet first to judge.
I sigh.
All I can do is watch and bite my tongue
Until it bleeds.
Because your words are like bile in the throat.
It's people like you. All the answers are in front of you but too lazy to do anything.
You are the insult to those who work.
You are the insult to those who try.
I can see words dribble out your mouth, like a leaky pipe.
Too bad I can't hear you...
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