Random Man What Did I Do To You

Pacing pass people pondering to my place I hear spontaneous hatred whispered from his face I would reply but how typical and why I know not of him and he knows not of I People who judge souls lacking information Are people who live in spite overflowing with frustration Is it not slightly demented for one to create a grin The origins of that grin based off judgmental hatred and sin I think thoughts of what the hell did I do to you Sorry if you looked my way in saw a man the people look up to Sorry for not shouting at you and losing my nerve For I’ve learned in presence of ignorance it is better to stand reserve So I’ll just not waste my as a disgrace I’ll just pace pass people pondering to my place