Anger is only a word that means nothing in the end.
We yell and we scream,
But still in front of us, is every opportunity.
Spite is but a reaction,
an immature way to deal,
that only lays clearly to the blind,
Your insecurities.
But with anger and spite and harm..
Where does love come into play?
Where does the time of friendship,
Have it's welcoming day?
Are we but monsters
That just love to call ourselves heroes,
With our each,
One "good deed."
We are liars trapped in a fence
We are dreamers stricken with vanity.
We are each "saints" speaking like sailors.
Words don't equal encouragement,
and Words don't equal help,
Words don't equal Character,
Friendship, or wealth,
Words are what we say, to get the world to love us,
But the actions, the things we do when we're alone, those things are what determine the type of person we are.
How many people on this earth litter,
Thinking, well the effects won't harm me
Go to heaven...
..Stare down, and watch your children die.
How Many people on this earth,
Have wished ill on there family?
Well wake up tomorrow,
With your brother and sister floating in the sky.
How many people on this earth,
Have murdered someone they didn't no,
Or someone they loved so dearly,
because of a random hate, a random outburst, of disgrace.
How many people on this earth,
have murdered the hearts of little children with their anger and pride,
How full of yourself would you feel,
if that child dropped slowly and cried.
How many people on this earth,
have shoved there mother or father,
without ever one apology,
We are all right in our own mind now,
Aren't we.
How many people on this earth,
Have been beaten by there pop
only to drag the trait with them,
and show there kids how to drop.
And then how many people on this earth have been slowly turned upside down,
Seeing our world as a blur.
And their speech turned to slur.
Their apologizes ever lasting,
Because they have witnessed Hopes Crashing.
They have felt Pop's Slashing and Words mighty Lashing,
And they have watched their diamond sky turn gray,
as there happy moments fray away.
So tell me...
What are words,
But the most painful thing, One human can do to another.
Or, What are words,
But everything you need to save yourself, once you've fallen.
So now, What are words?
but the biggest contradiction, one can get themselves into.
We are but animals waiting to be trapped, shot down, and chewed.
