Your Big Cruel World-poetry

Your childish endeavors only reflect the lack of growth

A constant game of who can outdo you the most

It’s your big, cruel world and I just live in it

A shot of spite to influence your choices

The free will to walk them out

Your accountability is missing in action

Tell me, what’s that really about?

Point the trigger at anything that moves

We’re all just enemies coming after you

So you close yourself shut at a distant post

Keep company with your pride

No one to tell you, you’re wrong this time

Is that why you avoid him?

Is it because you can’t manipulate us all?

Or does the reflection appear more familiar than you can stomach

It’s just too hard to deny it when it’s right in front of your face

If one plus one surely equals two

How is it that everyone is wrong, except you?