Even if I let my story unfold,
No one would listen.
But when it's nasty rumours are told,
Everyone would pay attention.
Some people just complain about monsters,
And would not accept them no matter how kind they are.
But the real monsters are people,
And they have gone too far.
People define who are the bad and the good,
The hero and the villain.
But people make mistakes and sins,
So how can they tell who they've been?
I'm just a nobody though,
No one would mind me.
But I just want to let you know,
That you need to widen your narrow minds.
