Cruel Intentions
What you’ve done to me is cruel
And only because I don’t live by your rules.
The complaints truly should be on you
Your words and ways are that of a fool.
You think you’re right and have all the answers
But the sickness you breed is really a cancer.
It will catch up to you, later in life
You will feel a pain like the stab of a knife
I know because it was done to me
By people who are sad, cruel and rude, that’s you.
And people like me, will help you with care
As you would only sit there and stare.
You’ve tried to stop me from pursuing my dreams
By cutting me up at the seam.
You’re depriving others of caring first rate
As you continue your quest to contribute to hate
But, destiny prevails, it’s real and it’s great
Despite all of you, I’ll pursue my fate.
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