What has this world come to
everything has changed
people hating people
just because there not the same
everyone is different in there own special way
but even though you no that
you torture them tell there last day X
you call names and pick fights
you laugh when there in sight
you hurt there feelings by calling names
but i bet you would care if the game changed,
how would u feel to be told all your faults
everyday when your down
have people yell all around
talk behind your back
and say stuff that ain't true
thats how u treat them,
so thats how there going to treat you
THIS WORLD HAS GONE CRAZII
why cant we all just get along
i no this poem don't mean anything
but everything u say is wrong
