These people

These people,
The ones who guide us,
The ones that divide us,
The one who tells us our meaning to live,
Being guided one by one,

But, its truly the lies they told us,
Someone telling you are on your own,

Or your not worth the time,

Let us never become the enemy,

But, let us become the friend,

They have a saying,
We shall always forgive
But, never forget,

I can see why this saying may be true,

But, do we have to remember the bad thing people do,

I'm over as it,

And so should you too,

Yes, we can forgive and never have to speak again,

But, being cold and vile,

Just to live again for the style of being evil,

It seem condescending,

If I say so myself,

The lies they told us,

As we grow older,

To be hateful and cruel,

Most, people don't know what you've been through,

But, they honesty could care less,

Living in there bubbled called home,

But, it is truly a hot mess,

We all live in this reality,

Just to crush each others toes,

But, we really turn into one of those.