We're not damaged but we're about to break
Because I can already hear us falling
Because I can already see us plummeting,
several stories below, down to certain death
But then we will build back up
But what for?
We are just going to get crushed again,
surely we will, right?
Because that's how life is, isn't it?
We build people up,
so we can tear them apart
Some hit them like "A Wreaking Ball"
But some are sinister,
picking them out chunk by chunk,
making the pain worser and worser each day,
lasting forever, or at least it feels like it.
But some people don't know that feeling,
to be ripped at the seams,
to have their heart riped out, crushed,
and shattered, breaking into a million pieces.
And some don't know the feeling,
because they are "The Wreaking Ball",
or they are "just kidding", or "play'n around".
Well your not, you are runing lifes,
suddenly, silently, slowly, it doesn't matter.
BEING A BULLY IS WRONG,
AND IT IS NOT OK.
