never

Misbehave

But Why we all act this way?

Stay shut, got no words to say

Raise hands, fist fueled with pain

Such a mistake, you think they forget?

by the time you realize

its too late to make amends

Words are strong they say

Sharp as blades, play it cool

Or get stabbed to your chest

and all 'cause of me, i feel like a detainee

Is this where i am supposed to be?

I feel being hated, from friends and family

Guess that's what you call being surrounded by negativity

You're not guilty, he is

But freedom of speech, that's free

Use it however, but it might be ugly

And its then when you get caught in it

I know how it feels, believe me.

Getting abused, still i don't reply

Hate this polite life

Seen the dark side, with my own eyes

I can't define, can't decide

Whether i should be a nice guy

Or end up being a sly

Tough choice, but you have to make it

for the things you say

they may call you a 'RACIST'