Blind faith

It’s all fun and games

But you know the ugly truth

Is none of those people actually have your back

When the wolves attack

They are only about themselves and maybe that’s why you like hanging out with them

Cause you’re exactly the same way

They are wolves too

Needing a pack

To be somebody

To feel like they are somebody special

When they’re not

they ain’t nobody

Doing nothing

All the time.

Wasting space.

I can’t wait to watch

All of you

Drown yourselves.

Author: b-side junkie

artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

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