funny ol day
we all gotta story
I gotta story
you gotta story
that bitch sitting over their
abusing the checkout girl
head so far up her arse
corse her worlds gunna be shit.!
but even that bitch gotta story
most would look at that woman
and think "whatta bitch"
fuck I'm even referring to her as one
but where's her head at.?
for all we know she could of just
witnessed the love of her life
skull fucking her dead mother.?
now that shit would make buying
a pack of smokes an a drink
hard fucking work for most of us.!
I gave that bitch a smile
and funnily enough
as her cheek quivered
and our eyes met
I got a glimpse of her story
she was in pain
but could see my understanding
I might have even spotted a little sparkle,
as I kept walking I was
reminded of a quote I once herd
"if you judge a fish on its ability to
climb a tree, it will live its whole life thinking its stupid"
not directly relative I guess
but if we took the time to understand people for who they are instead of who we are, maybe we could make someone feel a little ounce of worth, and I know for a fact, when you are dry humping those rocks at the bottom, laughing at them and telling them to get fucked.!
one little bit of kindness shown to you can stop a whole lotta damage to ya nuts.!