You think you know
What they have intended
But you'll be left crying
When you see how wretched
Their thoughts turn out
And their actions end up
If you want to trust them
I wish you good luck
They used to be kind
With soft-spoken words
But the cruelty of the world
Caused them to turn
Into the person you see
And judge as cold
But the truth may be
They long for someone to hold