Working Piece

A guiltless person. A regretless sinner. A boundless mind. A braveless soul. A thoughtless cynic. A wordless artist. A heartless lover. An expressionless genius. A sleepless dreamer. A hopeless love. A powerless friend. A reasonless rebel. A shameless heartbreaker. A tearless eye. An aimless worker. A voiceless activist. A ruthless bastard. A friendless creep. A flairless romantic.

. . . A label for every time someone fell short.
. . . A label for everyone we can accept

A label for everyone we would forgive, but don't.
Maybe we try too little.
Or we forget whats right infront of us.
Letting it drift away without a second glance.
Why is it that we build walls to block out the pain even when we relentlessly we throw it at others?
Why do we blame others for our obvious mistakes and believe the lies?

Maybe we're all cowards meant to just live and die.
Maybe we're all stubborn and afraid of the consequences.
but maybe... just maybe we're all ungrateful people.