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Mean.


As my mind draws a blank

I can't think of how terrible you were

because it was so long ago

I know how much I hated you 

how I was only a young child

You were my teacher 

I thought they were supposed to be nice 

I wonder what has happened to

But then I don't care 

You were a mean person

with a heart of black 

One day our paths will cross again

when they do Ill tell you how I felt

You taught me a lesson in life

even know you didn't mean to 

The world isn't perfect 

It's filled with a lot of people just like you 

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