Life is ironic.
We love those that hurt us.
We hurt those that love us.
We keep the words worth saying.
We say words of no meaning.
We keep the words worth saying.
We say words of no meaning.
We lie when truth is supposed to be said.
We speak the truth when we have to lie.
We make it seem that wrong is right.
We punish those who are right to honor wrong.
We feel alive when we bleed.
We feel dead when we don’t.
