Victim Or Guilty

A victim or guilty Who are you Who is to say Because they are too. You might think you are innocent and sweet That you never hurt a soul But you never know anything It's like a deep, dark hole. Everything seems different Everything is strange Everyone's out of reach Everyone's out of range. Life's all jumbled up You are confused What's happening Are you guilty, or were you used? Believe it or not You've hurt someone or the other Whether it's your classmate Or your dad and your mother. Why do we tell people About how much we are hurt Instead of telling them What we've thrown on others...the dirt. We tell them who hit us Not who we hit Who we've hurt Pushed them in the sadness pit. What about the girl you called fat Or the guy you called black You are just adding up to their troubles Think of the qualities you lack. You may not realise What you are doing now You won't know what happened When, why and how? It might be a joke for you But for the victim it's not You are just pushing them further to depression They are just a little distance short. There are a lot of victims But the guilty are also many Why do people just want sympathy And not give any. This can be a start of something new Maybe a 'sorry' might heal it Apologize to everyone you've hurt They might forgive you bit by bit.