Damage...

The damage, the damage i see... The way they look & talk about you, And second guess me...? The damage, the damage i know... I've seen how low these people will go... How far I'll never truly know... Disruption they leave behind, while smiling to your face, pretending they understand... A mask of falseness & deceit that takes you right into a seat... Your vulnerability in there hands... Whispers down the hall, leaving you feeling so small... I've seen & heard it all... The damage one person can take, the damage another person can fake & the damage, that damage that will cause a lost soul to break... That damage is the worst damage... & the damage i hate... So for the damaged silly that want to play games, 'Its not OK too' please think before you do... Because seriously damaged takes some time & needs to breathe... a place to begin, Healing, licking all wounds... Where hope & faith shine bright... Finally they see a light... Not the false pretense that pretends to be a friend... A stranger lurking in the dark, using others weak, mad, sad parts causing damage to open learning hearts... Oh damage, damaged & what damage is soon to be... Only you can look to see... leave a good soul be... Damage, oh the damage....