It is amusing to me
You look down on people.struggle to mind your own business,yet you still believe what you want. No matter how much it differentiates from what you hear,see,feel.
You are selfish disgusted yet disgusting
Who knows why you see fit to judge
You made yourself
They made me, influenced my thoughts,with promises indulgence my wants only half heard,
I was trapped in a corner airtight
A corner that lead to only one exit .
Only one pathway
So who are you to judge when you are only the product of your own mistakes
When I am simply a product of theirs.
You don't get to decide what's good or evil, the lines between those are only blurred anyway.
You made yourself, they made me
