Not a poem II

"My mind clouded with hate for everyone who had told me one thing when they meant something else, everyone who had lied intentionally, knowing they would later be caught, everyone who managed to crawl through life unscathed as they left a traul of duplictiy and betrayal coagulating behind them. Most of the worlds problems would be solved if people just said what they ****ing meant."

~Again not one I wrote but is so close to the truth its scary.~