I look at some and wonder what they are thinking...
Why do they do the things they do?
How can they think it's ok to drive their car into a ditch,
And call us to help them out too.
It's wasn't the first time,
That drinks were their foe,
WHAT WERE THEY THINKING... keeps running through my head.
Where is their brain or are they really that slow?
WHAT ARE THEY DOING?
When they say oh i can't make it there,
I'm sad and want to be alone.
But after wards feel that there's nobody to care.
So they sulk and sulk all the way home.
It makes me sick when someone says,
Oh I can't deal with the consequences of my past,
So I will massacre an innocent bystander.
I say GROW SOME NERVES AND DEAL WITH IT FAST!
A smack goes out to the people who complain,
And stay stagnant without changing what they do.
If you're not happy... THEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
Change... for nobody will for you.
I'm sick of people giving me excuses,
Of why they don't do what they say they are going to do,
SUCK IT UP... do it whether you want or not.
Stop the excuses... it's childish too.
Drives me up a wall when i sit there and listen.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I want to scream,
You are ignorant and ridiculous,
Get out of your fantasy world of a dream.