Who do you think you are?
Driving around in the worlds fastest car
Looking down on everyone
Not caring about anyone
I look at you and think my, my what have you done
Scaring people so much that they run
Whenever you walk their way
They seem to shiver and feel their knees give way
Why do you do this to them
Do you feel satisfied?
Who do you think you are?
"Help, Help me!" they holler
You are vile mean and cruel
You seem to enjoy making people look like fools
I see their hurt faces when you walk by
I feel their self-esteem fly
Yes fly, down to the ground where you left them
Your hand branded onto their arms
Until death do them harm
Who do you think you are?
You live at those fancy bars
And drive home drunk every night
Giving your family quite a fright
Cold-hearted and mindless
Ill-mannered and not at all self-less
You live like you're the only one
Who has problems, from which they wish to run
So look back into the mirror
Feel the darkness pull you nearer
Yes nearer to the oblivion of madness
As you drown yourself with your sadness
Who do you think you are?
Giving people scars
Scars that will last a lifetime
As the people watch in horror from the sidelines
I ask you one last time good sir
As you drape your self in that coat of fur
Who do you think you are?
Collecting people's pain in jars
YOU ARE READING
Puzzle Pieces
PoetryThis is a book that is just going to be filled with a bunch of bits and pieces that I found lying around my writing folder... They will probably vary between one shots, short stories, poems, or excerpt that haven't been finished.
