2 types of people
There are two kinds of people—
Those who take everything,
Yet still give nothing,
And those who give all they have,
When they’ve got nothing to hand.
The world isn’t black and white,
It’s all shades of grey.
That’s what they say—
But look in their eyes,
Can’t you see the lies?
My shirt’s stained red,
Knife in my back.
I thought you were a friend—
Was it all an act?
It feels rehearsed,
This betrayal hurts worse.
But I won’t ever regret—
I helped, not hurt.
You’ll never be in my debt,
Even if you ruined my shirt.
You cut instead of healed,
Your true colors revealed.
I will keep caring,
If I don’t, who will?
Hate keeps spreading,
Love needs to be built.

