Problems
We walk around our world today,
Thinking that eveything is okay.
Ignorance is bliss and there's problems we can't dismiss.
We as a people, day by day, live with split personalities,
Cowards to accept the true realities.
We want call ourselves a do-gooder,
Yet we sling words fouler than manure.
Calling each other gay, retarded, and ugly, with keyboards to hide our face,
Soon there will be no saving grace.
We've grown accumstomed to all this hate,
It has been rising at an alarming rate.
We fill each other with lies as we stare them in the eyes,
I can speak for myself when i speak these words.
I am disgusted by lies but have fallen to hypocrisy,
Lying has always been apart of me,
It eats away parasitically.