No one wishes to be judged
When the time comes
It is you whom really does
Can you deny the truth at hand
Is there anything else
Defying you
Struggling past the scathing remarks
No one wants to understand another
Unless they receive something back too
Revolving with incriminating ties
Lying behind each others backs
Never laughing without crime
Holding back only for one
Screaming in agony
Insolence getting the best yet again
Is it all about the love
Or the sorrowful resentment
Always surrounded by the ironic last sigh