I'm not interested in what you have to say
You're just a vacant space
Other people's lives upon which you prey
It's a permanent disgrace
Why do you think you know what's best for me?
What I should and shouldn't do
Why do you judge my history?
And tell me to improve
In the confines of your mind
You think we're all the same
I've left them all behind
Though you wish I hadn't
In finding fault in others I can't see
What you have to gain
I know that you get pleasure from
Other people's pain
You're not so perfect and I realise the scene
That you're all coming from
When you say you care I know what you mean
You're really lying
All the people around here
Love to hear about a fall
They all surface and disappear
In an instant
In the confines of your mind
You think we're all the same
I've left them all behind
Though you wish I hadn't

(Author: E. Anderson)