I don't know why
I always try -
I'm living it
to just get bye...
People show that
they are mean -
none of them
are as they seem...
Run away
hide your head -
get away
before you're dead -
leave these monsters
in the past -
another hope
that didn't last.
The world is cruel
the people mean -
most of them aren't
as they seem...
Bitter and angry
wanting their way -
speaking quite rudely
with whatever they say...
I've learned to avoid
most that I see -
with any and all
kept away from me...
I walk away quickly
and never look back -
avoiding their hate
and their sneering attack.
