Whose to blame

July 22, 2014

I never thought I'd hate something as much as you

You take away the good people from the world

You make them want you more then anything or anyone else

Those with hard enough lives you make worse

What they don't realize is that they're hurting us while using you

They're numb but they put more weight on our shoulders

Meanwhile the people selling you are making millions

Is the money really worth losing millions of lives?

I wish the ones using could see all the time and effort they put into getting you was useless

I wish caring about someone was enough for them not to turn to you

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