LOST

The words they are no longer there 
Why with me were they at all 
Attempt to stop manipulation 
Yet only caused my own downfall 

The bad ones got away with it 
The good ones got to lose 
Now walk away must they along another path 
One that they were forced to chooses 

Does poetic justice exist 
Was it ever really true 
It seems the world rewards those who do harm 
The ones who hurt are me and you 

So why have we this life to live 
To me this seems most odd 
Continue on forever it 
Where is this being called GOD