Ever do something so horrible to a friend, a troubled friend already but still you think of yourself?
One thoughtless deed where you have to ask yourself what type of person are you?
To wonder why can the world be so cruel at times... and you do the same cruelty and yet you dont notice?
And for those few sickening moments you feel no remorse for what you have done or who you have hurt.
I have done these things and while I am not perfect that is no excuse.
And now my concience far too late is eating at my soul, I feel every single bite, and I should.
I pray and will pray that Jehovah forgives me, and my friends of few and many days will let the hatred pass.
I shed tears for what I have let myself become, and have no one to blame for. I let myself become a monster.
One thoughtless deed where you have to ask yourself what type of person are you?
To wonder why can the world be so cruel at times... and you do the same cruelty and yet you dont notice?
And for those few sickening moments you feel no remorse for what you have done or who you have hurt.
I have done these things and while I am not perfect that is no excuse.
And now my concience far too late is eating at my soul, I feel every single bite, and I should.
I pray and will pray that Jehovah forgives me, and my friends of few and many days will let the hatred pass.
I shed tears for what I have let myself become, and have no one to blame for. I let myself become a monster.