Wreckage

Lying in bed

staring at the ceiling

Mind full of thoughts

Thinking about wrongdoings

People controlled people

It's in human's nature

To be superior to one another

And tear each other down

By means of their judgment,

Someone can get hurt

Because words are a deadly weapon

That can break you or make you

Sometimes, I think it over

There's a touch of evilness in everybody

No one is exempted

All of us can be easily tempted

I also made decisions that hurt others

Decisions that made me happy

but forced to take it back

Just to please everybody.

Because I care about society

Our society that brings no good

With those judgmental hypocrites,

Who kept pulling people down.