Hate These Guys




I really hate these guys,
the ones that try and tell show,
the error of my ways,
for all their effort,
all they do is piss me off.

Their hearts may be,
in a proper place,
but their little minds,
too poorly attached,
are not quite up to the task.

Sometimes I'm frightened,
by the truth in their words,
it's unsettling to hear,
things you try and deny,
from the mouths of sheep.

Maybe if I stopped,
and stared within,
until my eyes bled,
I'd understand what they ment,
but I'll never concede defeat.