Wake Up

Wake up you liars, thieves, and cheats

Wake up and see what you do to me

Wake up and try to be human

Wake up before I die again

Wake up, please before it's too late

Wake up before your next mistake

We were not born liars, thieves, or cheats

We were not born to hurt the weak

We were born small and sweet

You were born a lot like me

What made you turn into this case

Of Hate and Evil, with an angel's face 

Who made you cold, with a face of stone

Was it someone else who left you alone

Was it something I did or something I said

That made you want to be this instead

You could have chosen to be sweet 

I'm not asking you to choose to be weak

But you don't need to lie, steal, or cheat. 

Author's Note

little rusty

Reviews

[Blue]

You've put quite an attitude here, Anna. I love the determined, fighting spirit.

"Wake up before your next mistake." Nice line.

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you muchly

[icelandicblue]

A spiritual vacuum sucks the goodness out and leaves it to cry in the wind. We are the sum of the choices we make.

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you.

[Pryde Foltz]

I think it is absence of faith … faith in many things, spirit, family, humanity, that turns one into a predator. Excellent write.

[Annabelle Lee]

Thank you.

[Frieda P]

This is more the style I'm accustomed to coming from your pen, it's not a bad rant, I've read a lot better from you though.

[Annabelle Lee]

I've been working on a novel and not paying as much attention to my rhyme admittedly

[Frieda P]

Ahh how's that coming? I just so used to reading you and feel as though I was hit by a 2x4...in a good way. ;-)

[Baby Ricochet]

I don't know what we were born to do. Good, though provoking piece

[Annabelle Lee]

Thank you.