Stone cold grease runs through you
You have no empathy
How can you call yourself worthy?

It just got worse
Im looking for the right kind of answers
The ones you cannot bring to the table
I know your trail
Trodden on and blacked

I know you wont realize
I am a cause to bow down to
Child don’ slip away
I, a mighty wind
Destroy all your evil deceptions

Can’t you behold greatest at it’s best?
No not me
yourself
you a treacherous twig
impossible to cause harm to others
pathetic to say the least
uh oh excuse me?
You are a tainted window
None can see light through you
Pity you might have made a beautiful being...