I was living a dream until you walked by
And snatched what is worthwhile when one lives a dream
You thought not twice before you did it
I doubt you did it once…
I used to have many a complaint
Against you and your vicious act;
I have felt the strain of knowing you
Play havoc on my dreamless life.
Did you care, I’m sure you didn’t
Do you ever care?
I guess you don’t.
For why should you
When people cower in fear
Of you, the ruthless ruler of their lives.
You consider not their precious birthstones
Or charms or potion divine;
You stride on in perfect arrogance, oblivious
Of their presence or their whine,
And let them say once you are gone
“This was destined”