Ice
Cold hearted,
They call her a bitch.
But I see the pain
That causes the itch.
Tables turned,
Positions switched.
Cold hearted,
The poor man is rich.
Cold hearted,
They think it's a game.
They ponder her life
And worship her shame.
They whisper their lies:
They blaspheme her name.
Cold hearted,
Yet they're just the same.
Cold hearted,
The deaf and the blind.
Assuming the worst
Corrupted their minds.
Given no credit for
A life so unkind.
Cold hearted,
No hope left to find.