Just Life And Only

Guilt of the Mind

I'm guilty as charge ,
  Serving a penalty here.
People look at you like a fool,
They even used you like a tool,
It started off nice and cool,
But they were in disguise and that's cruel.

Some people are trusty,
Some are dirty,
Some are worthy and get called a trophy.

Some are broken,
Some souls were stolen,
Some hearts kissed,
Like a couple who missed.

I'm guilty as charge,
Serving a penalty here.
Nobody is good,
Nobody is bad.

Some are living a double life,
Some are trying to make it home,
Some were harm,
Thinking they were locked in someone's arm.

Everyone is different
Why try and be the same
Why try and fit the important doesn't belong
Why not just be you
So JUST BE YOU