Watch Out, Mass Destruction Ahead

Words caught in the wind,
But they make their way back to you,
As you wonder when the music stopped
The words leave a sting while you walk,
Without a sound, not a beat from your steps
Conversations, all run dry,
Who are you trying to impress next?
I only wanted what was best for you
But you didn't know, you never will…
It's gone
As your crunching death heels clasp the ground
Connection, it's hatred, love me all around
The dead leaves under your thumb,
Run, run.
He's got mass destruction!