I hear that you never tire of spreading
the bad news and I’ll
happily play your villain on any day you
choose I heard what you’ve
been saying and some of it is true but I never put down anyone in the cowardly way you do
I’ve nearly always done just what I wanted to while you’ve relied on others to tell you what to do of course I have regrets but they are so very few I’ve lived to be free that was never true of you
you are so deeply pious but you haven’t got a clue and I refuse to be consigned to live the way you do we were once good friends but you possessed a jealous heart you wanted what I had and that’s why we had to part
you’ve been casting stones but always from afar you
know deep in your bones that’s the kind
of man you are you talk behind my back but never to my face is
it courage that you lack? or just any
sense of grace?
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