Thursday, March 8, 2012

waiting to cave.

and who are you,
exactly,
going around and ripping the fabric of peoples lives?
you cannot fix it,
you are not God.
you cannot sew it,
you have no thread.
look at you,
you cant even fix your own life,
much less keep control of it.
but of course, it would be much easier to make people just as miserable as you
than to sit around and wait for things to cave in.
because once they do, you wont be able to rebuild it.
you are not an architect,
not even a builder.
you are the reckless car that crashes into the innocent civilian.
but you are not a doctor.