My life seems like an open book
Wish I know who reads
Well, I care less
But when you get to that chapter
Where I was careless
Please don’t repeat my mistakes after
Be like society, judge
Don’t forget to give me the badge
For the good deeds
Question the misdeeds
But who made you judge by the way
Leaving your flaws
To laugh at my dirty claws.
When you get to that chapter that I was weak
I hope it makes you strong
If you read the line that...