T.K Owens - Them

I consider them vague,
I consider them a plague.
I consider them weak,
and very afraid.

They like to judge others,
like you and me.
They can't get through their heads,
to let us be.

People say to be nice and get along,
not to make fun of something thats wrong.

They just want to make themselves feel good,
because they probably feel just as misunderstood.

Maybe if we teach them,
we might just reach them.

no. no. no.

They turn their heads,
they turn us down.
They think they'll look good still,
as long as they can bully others around.

They are so vague,
so weak,
so plain.

They'll get payback some cruel harsh way.

T.K Owens

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