We're All Bad People

We are all bad people;

That’s what we have in common

We have all wronged people,

And not cared an ounce

We have all felt pride,

Until it made us fall

We all cause pain

For it gave us a home

We all killed something; a person, a feeling, a bond

And watched it fall

And at some point we tried to find the people we once were,

The ones we convinced ourselves were good,

And realized with horror;

We’re all bad people and that’s what we have in common.