Why do people have to be so cruel?
They sit there and laugh on their faraway stool.
They laugh and yell like the don't even care,
You put your head down as you feel their sharp glare.
They could careless if you are sad or depressed,
They will look down at you as they puff out their chest.
They will do everything and anything to make you look bad,
But they are nothing good not quite that Olympiad.
They want to be cool they want to be smart,
To me that means nothing because they don't have a heart.
Soon they will fall off their high chair!
As they come crashing down no one will give a care!
