in reality sadly they don’t,
we learn from life every day.
They willingly ridicule others
because it does not fit in
with the way they think.
Their respect for others
lies hidden behind closed doors.
When it comes a time they need help,
they don’t understand why
people turn their back on them.
11 June 2016
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