Prides Fly High.

You, Me and People. Simple.
We Give and Take. Fair is Fair.
In this game of life we only do our share.

But no, Wait.
It Isn't that easy. No.
People keep on putting themselves first.
What I want, What I need, What I Get.
I. I. I.
Me First. Give Me.
Me. Me. Me.
It's selfish, Selfish Pride.

People don't want to move,
They don't want to hurt.
People don't want to take a chance,
but they expect to get something in return.
People don't want to ask,
but they want to get an answer.
People don't want to say they're sorry,
but they want to be forgiven.
People want to love,
but they don't want to make the first move.
People want so much.
But they don't do anything.

Pride's flying high and It's not getting low.
We'll all crash and burn,
If this heavy pride we don't throw.
We'll all die with our Narcissism, Vanity intact.
We'll soon regret why didn't we do something,
Why didn't we act.

Too Late the Hero. Can't turn it back.
Too late for apologies. Too late.
It slipped away. Like sands in our hands.
Time and Opportunity slips by very fast.
When all that's left is a memory of regret and despair,
We'll know we made a mistake.
We only get what's fair.