Our life does not revolve around you
like the electrons of a nucleus, you.

Only disgust is found in what you do.
And Suffering the only benefactor who thanks you.

How cruel it is, to take a Hello and turn it into Murder.
Only a person, pushed further each day can do that, you.

But before you fell, you gave the bell a ring.
We made it into an average dream, and forgot you.

For better or for worse, you’re the one we fear the most,
we hide, we cry, some try to kill you.

But nothing ever really stays dead.
So there’s one thing left to do, say Thank You.