When I need to cry
On the dull days, the quiet days, days of reflection; days I need to see;
I see ants being stepped on by a cruel kid. Who is hurting you?
I see people tying their dogs outside during a snow storm. Where did you learn that?
I see trash being littered near a “Recycle” sign. What do you want to prove?
I see mindless gossiping over the loose girl over there; do you even know her?
I see young, brilliant minds smoking and drinking near a school. Are you that exceptional?
Yes –This I see all the time; I don’t look very far or hard. It’s like you want to be seen.
I see entertainment, pro athletes, and that show last night matter more than education.
What were our morals again?
I see money, partying, and sex be the new fads over humility, wisdom, and honesty.
That’s the name of the game.
I see that he is telling that boy how his shit is from Goodwill, with yo broke ass.
Didn't’t that poor guy become a CEO?
I see people avoid the simplest task. Just because. What do you want to do in life?
I see him cheating on her, while she would give her life for you.
What happened to true love?
When I need to cry, I notice all these things.
Unfortunately my tears are spent and I can’t stop to cry for you.
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