Chapter 871

It Is Still Wrong

People see things that they like
Some of them they're willing to take
How do you know who's real
How do you know who's a fake

Sometimes things go along smooth
Other times they don't
Some say there's things they can't do
Can't actually means won't

Shouldn't everything be
About the other one
Or is one of them only there
Just to have some fun

Time seems to breed contempt
As the other soon becomes mundane
Maybe nothing is actually different
One could have gone insane

Everyone must figure out
Where they actually belong
If one only wants to use
It is still wrong

Nobody