Sorry,
Not sorry.
Not at the very least,
you heartless maniac,
you cruel dead beast.
What is it with you?
Are you alive at all?
What pleasure does it bring you,
to see others fall?
That girl that you teased?
she's not here anymore.
She took your advice,
and went to live with the lord.
The boy down the street
with the bruises down his back
gets beaten at home.
Are your walls starting to crack?
That homeless down at the market?
The one you said was on drugs?
his family ditched him.
He was beaten by thugs.
The girl you called fat
and spread about her lies.
is sitting at the hospital
waiting to die.
How many people have you killed?
1,2,3
You heartless person.
Just leave them be!
You leave their families mourning.
Not knowing what to do.
Are you proud to say
this is because of you?
You walk around not realizing
you've still got ttime to spare.
It's not you who's tortured everyday.
So why would you even care?
Beware my heartless bully.
One day you'll understand.
That all of this is worthless.
You kicking them in the sand.
You might be hurting.
In and out
and yes I feel your pain.
But spread love instead of hate
and end this constant rain.
You'll have friends and companions
you'll have some happy days.
and instead of feeling sadness,
you'll feel the sunshine rays.
