How must you feel up there? So exalted with
such a haughty attitude. No one's inferior to
your wise words, my dearest friend, acting as
have permission. Who gave you license to pour
hate down throats, bringing them a shameful
disposition? No one likes a discouraging word
slurring out of a drunkard's mouth, intoxicated
on his own pride. How do you feel, safe and secure?
You were wrong. You judge the faith, lives,
and actions based on your insecurities. Words
cut like blades to the skin, making people numb
to feeling. Words cut like blades to the skin. Why
can't you realize what you are doing? Where is
their self worth now? Running miles far away
based on your invitation. Cage your mouth, and
listen to your heart. We are not animals, nor are
you to be one. We are who we are, from beginning
to end. Don't judge the loved. Stop hating
the hurt. Quit living for such selfish demands. If
you don't stop while you're ahead, pride will lead
you to self-destruct. Kingdom come, no one is
done. All have been forgiven. We are who we are
from beginning to end.