And I’m sorry for all the unanswered messages you left me
I never responded to
I was too busy trying to forget i existed,
hiding from myself under blankets.

Johnny, Johnny, widow's son,
Here he lies- he tried to run.

Sally, Sally,Born to wealth,
They got her when she cried help.

Thomas,Thomas, Oh so sad,
Now he laughs, since he's gone mad.

I'm too tired of your BS
to be afraid of you.

You made a horrible mistake, and horrible things happened to you.
But did you realize something?
The world didn’t end.

The world won't end because of our mistakes,
But it might be easier that way because now
We have to own up to them.

If a blue ribbon is first place,
What does second place get?
Not the slight pity for third, nor the admiration of first-
So what do we,
Who are neither prized gems nor coal,
But simple rocks,get?
What do we in-betweens get,
But a shadow of a life?

They probably won’t apologize.
But the chance they will crushes many more hopes
Then if i was sure they would not be sorry.