Sour Grapes

6 of us stand in a sunlit room,

oversized prepare for more,

expand the floor,

knock down a wall.

Some people say that its just growing pains,

but I watched you stab your closest friends,

how dumb I was to think that it couldn't happen to me.

But I'll remember.

Address my anger like a wrecking ball,

prepared to fall.

Injury is imminent, so take the focus away from me.

Can't help to think of just what could have been,

how stupid I was just naive and innocent,

my actions showed inexperience.

I say my only wrong is in who I chose to trust.

You say that money talks and bullshit always walks.

So I say that this will never happen to me again,

because I'll remember.

I realize that it's all sour grapes,

complaining now is years too late,

but I can't help to sit and wonder just what could have been.

When I'm on the subway thinking to myself I'm better off right now,

I know I know, how things have changed for the better.

I realize it's all sour grapes.

Complaining now is years too late,

but I can't help to sit and wonder just what could have been.

I realize that it's all sour grapes.

Complaining now is years too late.

That day I should have knocked him one across the chin.