Confused Mistakes

He weaves his own ways
lovers collide in different instances

She calls nobody in particular
They make love in the couch

"He really needs help with his problem"
No one's sure why she said it.

He seemed such a nice person

No one really liked him
Or anyone from his family

No one knew why

He killed everyone
Everyone that night

Mad bull, mad man...

Charging with no reason

His stripes suit him well...
The bars are cold to his fingers

"Why lock him up?
What did he do wrong?"

"He was only doing what was right
For him

and for
Everybody."