Hypocrite

HYPOCRITE - Graphic Language Warning you call me for a loser cause I view things differently well fuck you and your narrow mind don't hang your shit on me your blatant lies and backstab ways and you dare critisize as shallow as an empty pool the loser in my eyes and you've the hide to rag me out because I dare be gentle with your violent sporting pseudo-gods well who's the fuckin mental you preach me that my drug of choice will get me into strife well at least my drug don't make me wanna beat up on my wife you view me like some ferral beast and tell me I'm inferior but screwin people to build your wealth sure don't make you superior you say you care for fellow man as the environment you plunder if this is how you raise us up you make me fuckin chunder so next time when you sneer at me from over lowered glasses don't wonder why I've no respect for you upper class of arsesWalking through the streets of Sydney a while ago, there were a group of young people hanging out, minding their own business and sharing a few laughs. They weren't being loud or offensive, just enjoying each others company, yet this suit-stiff walking past took offence, apparantly just because of the way they looked [the usual "cool dude" gear] and starts giving them a serve. As they stood and looked at each other in disbelief, I couldn't help wonder what a lot of young people think about the older generations [as if we don't know, and is it any wonder?] Written December 18th, 2001 © on Dec 18 2001 05:23 AM PST   10 • 0 • 9