By: Natalie B.
We hurt the ones who loved us
Envied the ones who wanted us dead
Burnt our bridges and cut our ropes
Put poison in the air without a care
But we never have time to sit back and wonder what we have done
We are who we are because of what happened
We are who we are because of what we did
You repress empathy for others
We've become ignorant and judgmental
We let others burn in our fire
We do everything to ourselves
But we're so quick to blame
We pick the pretty roses for our bouquets
Then leave the ugly ones to wilt in the fields
You don't acknowledge what you have done
So tell me what have we done?
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